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**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** CHAPTER XI: AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR On a rare cold rainy morning in Los Angeles, I got a text message from my brother Mike. I don’t communicate much with him, in part because, like a lot of adult siblings, we have very little to say to each other and disagree about most everything. But the main reason is that 23 years ago, Mike married a devout Christian woman who never stops telling everyone just how devout she is. I found her smug, gloating condescension incredibly irritating and over the years, all when I was with my ex and leading a monogamous life, my visits to their house 500 miles away outside Tucson dwindled down from few to none. My ex didn’t like her, and didn’t respect my brother much for not standing up to her in anything, from their taste in décor to the incessant, collective guilt trip she was laying down on their three kids, all judgement and darkness. And now that I was a out-and-proud poz predator, having by now converted over 20 guys to the joy of poz-life, and with an untold number of second-generation poz progeny out there, I certainly was in no mind to be part of their lives. Just the thought of being at their house and going for a swim and having to explain the biotat and the 2 dark X’s branded across my abdomen, each one signifying 10 men converted to HIV by me (and with a few more in the pipeline getting me close to my 3rd “X”), made me laugh. Of course they’d never understand. So, it was no surprise that his text that morning caught me off guard. I resisted opening it on my phone as I was making coffee for my latest conquest Richie who was just stirring in the bed after a night where I brushed his hole twice and deposited three helpings of my HVL seed into him, and this morning, I had wanted to get Richie loaded up one more time before sending him on his way. I was certain I had done my job last night bringing him into the brotherhood, but I wanted one more load of virus from my AIDS-dick to get into the cute stud from Portland who flew down here to get upgraded to POZ. So, I ignored the text messages from Mike and went about my business. Richie was a tall skinny guy, indeed his twitter handle was @oregonstringbean and all of about 25, with dark curly hair and a light coat of wispy body hair down his chest and on his butt. When he arrived last night, he was trembling slightly as I answered the door to let him in. I sat him down with a glass of wine and we talked for over an hour. I’m respectful of the process guys take to get to my door for their conversion. Of course, once a guy is in my house, he doesn’t leave un-pozzed, but I do let them relax first and open up… before I open them up. “Just something I need to have, I can’t fully explain it,” he finally uttered as he sipped his second glass of Malbec. “I’m scared of what’s to come but I’ll be so disappointed if I don’t go through with it, it’s been burning in me for a few years now, and when I saw your twitter page, I knew it had to be your strain inside me.” “I’m happy to poz you up, kid,” I replied, getting into my standard speech I usually give at this point, “Just remember…as I said in my email and to which you agreed…once I’m fucking you, I will not pull out under any circumstances until my poz load is inside your hole….no matter what you say, it will be too late. If we go upstairs,” I continued, pointing at the staircase up to the pozzing chamber, “ you will be tooth-brushed, fucked hard as many times as I want, and you *WILL* be pozzed. So, Richie, are you ready?” With a big gulp of the last of his wine, he set the glass down on the table and looked up at me and said “Ready, let’s do this, Sir please bring me into the POZ Class of 2023!” That was all the confirmation needed last night, and I hustled the young guy upstairs, my POZ weapon standing at attention and ready to do it’s evil magic on his hole. By now, I have the method for poz conversion pretty much down and hard-wired into my brain and my potent poz cock. I start out with some nice deep rimming of the hole to get them relaxed, then dip the toothbrush into some melted saved loads I stock up and keep in shot glasses in the freezer. Working with purpose, I get the brush up into the hole pushing past the 2nd ring to be sure to scratch up and bloody the passage, getting it ready for the invasion of my deadly dick and cum. I give it a good 5 minutes of brushing, pushing down on the guy’s back if he starts to wiggle around or buck like a bronco. His hole, his immune system, his destiny is in my hands now so I’m in charge and I push him back down on the bed and continue with the task at hand. And there’s always a sock to muzzle his mouth if he complains too much. Next comes my pierced POZ cock to replace the bloody brush. I thrust it in with one fell swoop getting it down the root to bring him balls-deep into the brotherhood. My pre-cum, always bubbling and oozing from my cockhead greets his insides first, very possibly pozzing him right then and there. But we gotta have some fun here, yes? Deeply thrusting in and out, bringing my cockhead out to observe the blood drops on my 0g PA, and then ramming it back into the hilt – this method works best on me to get a nice load of virus brewing in my toxic balls and after a few minutes of this back and forth he is ready for his first proper insemination of my pure high-viral HIV. Naturally, I ease the way with plenty of POZ talk in his ear: “Fucking you straight into the club, pig” “No going back now even if you wanted, it’s too late, you’re a fucking toxic cumdump now” “Welcome to HIV, kid, it’s gonna live inside you, getting stronger.” “Now you carry my strain, you gonna poz up guys and share my virus, boy?” It was around that time I first heard my phone text alert “ping” …Choosing to continue to ignore it (not yet knowing who it was, what could anyone want that was more important than my pozzing this 25-year old guy??), I carried on with my work, popping a lucite plug into his hole, turning him on his back and wedging a pillow under his legs to let gravity assist in the infection process. I rolled over next to him to re-charge. Since getting into the HIV Club courtesy of my hot pozzer buddy nurse Keith, my cock and balls, not to mention my brain, have been taken over by the bug, it’s only goal to spread and replicate, and my balls recharge like never before, ready to re-inject hot liquid poison into the nearest hole. This was no exception, for in 10 minutes I removed the plug from Richie’s used hole and was tagging him once more, hard and deep, into the POZ ’23 Club, another load of swill spilling into him and branding him with my HIV strain. Again, a few minutes later, as I re-plugged his worn-out hole, my phone text alert pings and again I ignore it. I try to sleep a little then, Richie reaching over to turn me towards him and make a spoon, my dripping cock tight up against his ass. He is crying softly and I reach to hold him and stroke his hair…A lot of them get emotional after they’ve been pozzed. Through his soft sobs he struggles to find words: “I’ve never felt so alive, I swear I can feel it already turning me, Sir. Thank you, Sir” We remained that way all night, close together. At some point I rolled over on my other side and he nestled up against me, building our bond as POZ maker and POZ son. It was then 8:00am and I’m making that coffee when the phone text I mentioned catches me again and I see who had been texting: my brother. I’m planning to load up Richie with my deathseed one more time before calling him an Uber for the airport and his flight back to PDX. While the coffee is perking, I return back to my latest prey who is fingering the lucite plug he kept in his well-used hole all night. I dive in to extract it and as I pull it out, I see all three of my viral cumloads got absorbed into the guy’s insides. I know he’s leaving here pozzed, and this sends my cock standing up again…Lubing up quickly, I fill his hole with my poz pole and quickly make work of it, sending another volley of virus into the kid. His membership in the Club is complete, I am so happy and proud, I’m getting close to my 3rd “X” tattoo…and I make a mental note to get on my tattoo guy Eric’s calendar. He did my 2nd ‘X” about 3 months ago – Eric was on his 4th then, and I can’t wait to earn my 3rd and see what number the prolific pozzer Eric is up to! Shortly thereafter, Richie is in the shower, I’ll order his car in a minute. Now with some coffee, I can concentrate on whatever bullshit my brother’s been texting me – probably some recycled meme from his stupid wife Meredith that will go right into the digital trash. But I open up his texts and see something very different: “Randy, you have to help me, call me please” was the initial text, from 8:00pm last night. “Randy, if you see this message,” was the next text in the string, “I need your help with Clay.” “Randy, please let me know I’ve done the right thing with Clay.” That came in at 2:00am And the final text from this morning, just before I seeded Richie for the 4th time…”Randy, I hope you’re seeing these messages. Please call me. Clay is on his way to you. I didn’t know what else to do…” “What! FUCK,” I say to the coffeepot, “what the fuck is he doing sending me his kid?!” I quickly call my brother and he skips over the phony pleasantries that we endure on our usual infrequent conversations. “Clay is in trouble, Randy, I didn’t know what else to do. Hang on, let me go out to the backyard,” he says, me figuring out he’s trying to stay out of earshot from the dreaded wife Meredith. “Last night, we were all just sitting around the dinner table, and Clay just like that, came out of the closet, Randy. We were all stunned. The two younger kids didn’t bat an eye and I was trying to be supportive, but Meredith…” He didn’t have to finish that sentence, for I was familiar with Meredith. But he went on: “Meredith flipped out, and started screaming about how he was going to hell and the devil was inside him, and she totally fucking lost it, Randy, she packed a bag for him and threw Clay out,” my brother was crying now, “and I just let it happen, Randy, but that was when I told Meredith to go fuck herself and I ran after my son.” “I caught up to him and he asked me to drive him to the bus station. We talked for awhile and he told me he’s been wanting to leave for months now, ever since he graduated college, he’s been miserable here with Meredith and he’s already got a boyfriend and a place to stay in L.A.” “I told him, Randy, to go to your house first and if there’s anything he needs, can you get it for him, Randy and send me the bills and I’ll Venmo you the money. I don’t want him there all by himself with only some guy he barely knows, whoever this boyfriend is. Please say you’ll let him stay a few days and let him get settled, Randy. I know it’s asking a lot but please…” By the time I listed to all this, Richie has emerged from the shower and is packing his overnight bag. I come back into the bedroom, stunned at what I have heard, and stunned at myself for agreeing to Mike’s request. Clay’s bus got to L.A. about an hour ago, so he’ll be here soon. I need to get Richie out now. Richie is basking in the glow of knowing he’s about to convert in a few weeks after his years-long, off-and-on chase for going poz. I’m really proud and happy I was able to help…but I gotta do this quickly: “Remember, don’t take any other poz loads from anyone until you get the fuck flu and your test is POZ”, I tell him, “so we know it was me who got you there, and text me the pic of the test for my collection.” Richie is beaming at me, comes over to me to kiss me deeply. “Thank you again, Sir, you are my pozzer, my maker, I will carry your strain and propagate it at will.” With that, I tell him his car will be here in 2 minutes – Francisco in a silver SUV – small world, I pozzed Francisco about 4 months ago even though he was on PrEP at the time, and I just have to laugh at all my worlds colliding. I hear Francisco’s car pulling up in front of the house. Opening the front door to let Richie out, I see my nephew Clay standing there. He has grown into a fine young man of 22, obviously one who works out as his T-shirt is doing little to hide his strong chest and thick arms. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen him in person, and I’m shocked at how gorgeous my young nephew is. “Clay, come on in,” I say to him. Richie passes by him on the doorstep and turns around to view this strapping youth from behind. “Have fun, Randy,” Richie calls out, thinking Clay is my next pozzing scenario. Francisco lowers the passenger window on his SUV and cranes his neck to get a better look at my nephew’s ass in his jeans. “Hey, Uncle Randy, thanks for this,” and with that he comes in. What have I committed myself to??!

Part 34: What Men Want (The Final Part of the Fuck Night) (Peter’s Perspective) “He doesn’t know?” “No,” Jay said. “And he isn’t going to find out.” “So, he thinks it was your boyfriend?” Jay nodded. The revelation of this secret has my mind racing. Will had told me what had happened between him and Jay, how Jay had sabotaged his condom, ensuring Will’s toxic cum will fill his body, and while I could see that it had felt to Will to be a breaking of trust, Jay’s manipulation of the situation got me hard. Weren’t we all like Jay? Weren’t we all hypnotized by the darkest parts of ourselves, doing as our devil on the shoulder told us? Jay knew what he wanted, so he did what he had to do to get it. He wanted to get closer to Will, to what Will had become, and he decided to do what he had to do in order to bridge the gap between them. He wanted to be poz, this new perversion of sex now within his grasp, so he did the only thing he could do. Will believed he had dodged pozzing his brother, but it had been all a lie. Looking at Jay, my cock jumped. He was such a fucking hot man. “Why lie to him?” “Because I needed him to talk to me,” Jay said. “I didn’t want to lose my brother again, not now when we’d finally been able to get close.” “And by that, you mean getting your brother to fuck you.” “Like you wouldn’t if you could?” I smiled. Jay sighed. “I know what I did went too far, but isn’t that what we’re all doing? I mean, come on, you just fucked me in the bed you share with your wife.” Jay was right. I knew he was right. We were all racing over the line of what was considered morally good, decent, acceptable. Will was still pretending to be the picture of religious perfection along with Pastor Kline who was getting fucked by his own son. Jay had tricked his own brother into pozzing him and then lied about it. Dom had taken a pure man and tainted him… he had done that with all of us. And me, I fucked a student, both of my pastors, and have had so many shots of toxic cum shot into my body that I should have been drowning in it. All of us, if anyone knew the truth, would be run out of town immediately. “Are you going to tell him?” “It’s not my secret to tell,” I told him. “I’ve got my own secrets to keep.” I looked around the room, eyeing the broken wedding photo, the bed in which my wife and I had not had sex in for years but in which I had just fucked a poz man, and Jay who did what he had to do in order to keep Will in his life. I looked at everything that surrounded me, and I felt strange. There were seven men in my house, including me, who were either poz or trying to convert, all fucking their brains out. Never had I thought I could do something like this. And yet, here I was, desecrating my marital bed… and I loved it. I thought back to the moment in my office when I could have let Lewis go, allowing him and me to continue on with your lives, unhindered. But that’s what you’re doing, I realized. Once we’re pozzed, we will truly be unhindered. We’re shaking off the constrictions, the weights holding us down, stifling our truest desires for men, sex, and toxic cum. It’s what we want. It’s what I want. “I want to leave my wife,” I said. “What?” Jay stared at me with a look of shock, as if what he had just told me about Will wasn’t the more surprising of our statements. “We don’t love each other anymore,” I told him. “She just puts up with me. I try to stand her. She hates me touching her. She doesn’t want to fuck. She thinks my hyperspermia is disgusting when everyone here knows it’s a gift. It is a gift. If it wasn’t for that, I would have kids dragging me down, tying me to her forever. I’m not tied to her forever.” “You really want to leave her?” I stared at Jay, a smile filling my face. “Yeah. I do. I want what you have. I want freedom. I want to drive around the country and fuck as many guys as I can, filling them up with my toxic cum, converting as many men as I can along the way. I don’t want to be the perfect husband anymore. I don’t want to hide my perverted side when I love that side of me. I want an arm like Dom, filled with the marks of men I’ve knocked up.” “Don’t get carried away,” Jay said. “I know that’s ironic coming from me, but you need to think about this. You’d be blowing up your whole life.” “Good,” I shouted. “I want to. I want to blow the whole thing up. I want to spend the rest of my life fucking who I want to fuck. I want to get a huge biohazard tattoo on my body, letting everyone know what type of man I am.” Jay was silent. After a moment, the rush started to diminish, and I found myself realizing everything I had just said. Was I really going to do all that? What I going to end my life in order to start a new one? The idea made my head spin. Actually, my head was hurting. And was it getting hotter? "I'm ready," I told Jay. "Fuck whatever was before I fucked Lewis. All I care about is what I've got brewing inside me now. Speaking of which." I pushed Jay down on the bed, grabbing his cock and jacking it off. "Eager man," Jay said, his hands reaching up and running down the sides of my increasingly warm body. "Want this poz slut to fill you up?" "All the way," I told him, straddling his body and grabbing his dick. I lowered myself down, waiting for his cock head to press against my hole. "Fuck my prostate, and I promise to shoot the biggest load you've ever seen over your whole body." Jay smiled. "Now that's something I'd like to see." "My pleasure." My hole opened and Jay jammed his cock into my body, the thickness threatening to tear me wide open. With pleasure, I thought. With pleasure. (Will’s Perspective) “Fuck,” Lewis moaned, his one hand cupping his balls while his other twisted his nipple. “Fuck me harder.” I slammed my dick into his hole, feeling Dom’s cum sloshing around in his guts. Having known Lewis for all these years, never in my mind would I have thought of him as being this horny. Yes, he was a young man filled with crazy hormones, but he was revealing to me just how sex-crazed he was. He moaned loudly, his hands reaching all over his body to twist, pinch, cup, and rub whatever he could to heighten his sense of arousal. Clearly he wasn’t going to be a top or even versatile. He liked having his hole stuffed full with toxic meat, threatening to rip open with each thrust. His body was the type to use until it was worn out. I knew men would love using him. He also didn’t seem like he’d be the alpha in whatever relationship he was going to end up in. I knew some men submitted themselves to others in master/slave scenarios, and I could see Lewis doing the same, giving himself up to a man better than himself. The thought caused my cock to jump. “Are you a horny little slut?” “Yes,” he said, relinquishing his nipple and grabbing his cock, pumping hard. “A huge slut.” “A slut fucking his teacher,” I said, imagining the scene as Peter had described it. “I bet you’d open your hole to every guy at school if you could.” “All of them,” he said. “You’d get on your knees in the locker room and suck off all your teammates.” “All of them,” he said. “I’d suck down every drop.” “All the teachers, too?” “All the men,” he joked. “I’d fuck them all for good grades. Fuck it, bad grades too.” “How about all the men at church?” I reached forward and grabbed his nipples, twisting, causing his body to shudder. “All of them,” he cried. “Line them up at the front. Fuck me on an altar.” “Once you’re poz,” I said, listening to his panting, knowing he’d be cumming soon, “you’ll be whoring yourself out to every man you find.” “Every man in my dorm.” “I bet you’d even fuck your father,” I added. Lewis’s eyes opened, looking frightened for a moment before filling with lust. Never had he thought of fucking his father, but the thought was now in his head. After seeing Ryan fuck his own father, I think we all had it in our minds. Isn’t that one of the draws to Pastor Kline, I questioned, thinking back to when I saw my father’s face in place of his. Did I even want to fuck my father? Wasn’t fucking my brother enough? Doesn’t matter, I thought, my pace quickening, obliterating the young man’s insides as Dom had. I’ll never fuck my father. “I’m cumming,” Lewis said, his hand nearly ripping his cock off as he jerked out a thick load of cum which splattered over his chest. His hand over his balls squeezed tight, as if he was juicing himself for all the cum possible. Staring down at the young man, I wondered what his parents would say if they knew all chances of him being a respectable man with a wife and kids was being relinquished to the very men they trusted to guide him. I thought of all of us, all of us who looked one way to the world but were toxic on the inside, giving ourselves up to Dom and the tally marks on his arms. I looked down at my tattoo, my biohazard symbol over my heart, knowing it was what I wanted more than anything. It was who I was now, and I relished bringing Lewis into the world of depravity. “Are you ready?” I moaned, my balls rising into my body. “Do it,” Lewis said. “Breed me. Breed me deep in my slutty hole.” I scooped up his cum on his chest and smeared it over my tattoo, mixing it into my chest hair. “Look at me,” I told Lewis. “I’m your future. This is what you’ll become after tonight.” “Please,” he cried, “make me like you. Make me in your image.” I slammed my cock hard into his ass, pumping my toxic cum into his waiting guts. Lewis arched his back, his body shuddering, the force of my dick across his prostate causing him to cum hands-free. “I’m filling you up,” I said, admiring his hungry eyes. “You like getting filled, don’t you?” “It’s all I want,” he said, his breathing labored. “What’ll you do when you’re pozzed?” I asked, my cock slipping out of his hole. “Don’t let that leak out.” “I know,” he said, his hole keeping my valuable cum inside him. “I won’t let it drip out.” “You’re learning.” He smiled. “Maybe I’ll be like you,” he said. “Like me?” “Maybe I’ll be a pastor, looking all innocent on the outside, and I’ll be able to fuck men in the church without anyone suspecting.” “Thinking big,” I said. “Though, I’ll warn you, it isn’t easy finding men to fuck.” “You found us.” “We got lucky,” I told him. I leaned down and kissed him. I swore I could taste Dom’s cock on his lips. “And I’m happy we did.” (Pastor Kline’s Perspective) August 1972 “And this, Mark, will be your room.” I followed my RA into the room, looking over the two beds, the two desks, two of everything. “Looks good,” I said, dropping my bag on the floor. “Freshman rooms are small, especially with two guys living here.” “Yeah,” I said. “I’m looking forward to a roommate.” What this guy didn’t know was that I had truly been looking forward to this moment. It had become a fantasy of mine, though it had been kept a secret from everyone. There was no way anyone would know that I was gay. It was even something I suppressed to myself. Though I was a bit afraid of rooming with another guy, possibly popping a boner in front of him, unable to control myself, the possibility of having sex for the first time with him also excited me. I hadn’t met the guy yet, but I was still excited. “Actually,” the RA said, checking his sheet, “looks like we’ve got an odd number of freshmen in this strip. You’re rooming alone. Lucky you.” “Yeah,” I said, feeling my excitement diminish. It wasn’t easy being gay, even in 1972, especially at a religious school. I was studying to be a pastor, my father’s choice. That’s what I get for hoping, I thought. I knew it had been a long shot. There was never any chance of getting my roommate to fall for me, to do what everyone knew was so abhorrent. I’ll never know, I realized. I’ll only ever have my right hand. “Funny,” the RA said, breaking me from my wallowing. “I’ve never seen anyone so upset that they aren’t getting a roommate.” “I was just looking forward to having someone else,” I told him. “You know, a new place. A new time of life. I just wanted someone I could lean on.” “Well, you aren’t alone,” the RA said. “There are a ton of guys here.” “I guess,” I thought. Admittedly, that thought did give me some hope. Maybe I wasn’t the only one here. Maybe I’d find someone like me, someone who didn’t “fit in” like everyone else. How I’d find this out, I didn’t know. I didn’t want to make it obvious and get myself beaten up and kicked out. “Plus,” he said, “I’m here for whatever you need.” He reached out a hand which grabbed my shoulder and squeezed slightly. “Just ask.” He smiled. Am I crazy, I wondered, staring into his eyes, admiring the beauty of his face, of his voice. Was he lingering? Was he trying to tell me something? “Thanks,” I finally said. “No problem.” He lowered his hand and started walking out. Fuck, I thought. Even his butt looks incredible. “Oh, by the way,” he said, turning back. “I’m Ben.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________ I'm trying to move the story to a point in which I'll be taking a break. Not sure how many Parts are left till then, but I'll try to leave you with enough to satisfy. When in doubt, read one of the many other incredible stories here, or reread this one.

Chapter 2 I was sitting across from Earl at his table, now. Part of me was sad that I couldn't see his cock anymore and the other part was relieved. I'm a professional performing an important community service, and I wasn't going to get distracted by something like that. I was talking to him more about what our non-profit offers, and the whole time I was trying not to think about what it would feel like to have a cock head that big in my ass. I could think about it tonight while my boyfriend "fucked" me—right now, I just had to give him our spiel and get the hell out. "We believe that a single mistake should not define someone's life, and that you represent one of the most marginalized communities in the country. We offer community outreach, job education, and general quality of living assistance so that your transition into the outside world can be more pleasurable-pleasant. Sorry, I misspoke." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "I just mean that... I don't know, that we're qualified to help you with stuff you need now that you're out of jail." "I need to get my dick wet. Can you help with that?" Fuck. Earl even said it out loud! This wasn't the first time that I'd been hit on by a client—it sort of comes with the territory when you're a teen boy working with sex offenders for a living. It's so common that I even get offended when they don't flirt back. But Earl was being so open about it in a way that none of the others didn't dare. What do I say? "Umm..." I couldn't deny how bad I wanted this. In a way, we both had power over each other. His power—that I knew he was already a disgusting rapist—made me afraid. My power—that I knew I could always claim I was raped, and enjoy this without worrying about getting caught—made me aroused. The combination made my heart beat as hard as I'd ever felt it. My tight, shaved asshole was literally throbbing. Fuck, I wanted to feel my hole get reshaped by the most immoral man I'd ever met. And what was up with that biohazard tattoo? It's not like he could seriously hurt me by fucking me, right? I had to be professional. If he was gonna try to fuck me, he could try: if I consented, it wouldn't be as erotic anyway. I would be able to say truthfully that I was a good caseworker and I'd be able to enjoy being raped even more. But I was gonna at least pretend like I wasn't trying to get this evil motherfucker to breed me. "No, I'm not allowed to help with that. I'm sorry, sir!" "You don't have to help, babyboy. It's enough just looking at you. Twice as pretty as anyone I had in the joint. I'll take care of myself, if you don't mind." He spat in his palm and started stroking his huge dick slowly. His head was poking out from the table. Fuck... it took all the strength I had not to crawl under the table and glue my tongue to his balls. I could smell his musk from six feet away. Fuck, fuck, fuck! He smelled so good. I was in serious danger. "Sir..." "Keep calling me that. A lot of pretty cunts called me that when I was doing time. I wouldn't breed them if they didn't call me that." "You didn't use condoms?" "I never use condoms." "Oh fuck..." I was way over my head. This evil fucking rapist was literally everything I've ever wanted in a sexual partner. I couldn't help but think that if he forced himself on me, I wouldn't fight back at all. "Maybe you need sex education assistance?" "Pointless. I'm gay and I'm not getting any cunt pregnant. As for STDs... let's just say I'm not worried." He was looking right at me. "Are you gonna drink that, babyboy? I'd be offended if you didn't." He was right. My job is to help people, and that means earning their trust. "Of course, sir." He stroked his huge, uncut cock faster when he heard me say that. I took the double shot in one gulp. "Good boy," he said. I felt funny. My ass felt loose and I felt my head feel warm and cloudy. "This drink is really strong, sir..." "That's because I put 10 mg of Ambien in it, boy. You aren't gonna remember a lick of this, but you're gonna love it." Shit. Did this pervert really drug me? I felt the effects more and more but only felt more turned on. Oh god... what was about to happen to me? "Come here, pretty young faggot." In what seemed like an instant, I was in his strong arms, being carried into the bedroom of his shabby apartment. "You're about to find out why they gave Daddy 10 years." All I could do was stare at his fat, throbbing cock, and thank God (or Lucifer) that I was about to get raped by it. TBC (Thanks for the positive feedback, it's good to know other people are as degenerate as me 🙂)

This is a very short story that I came across on a different site. The author is KinkMeKnots and the picture is submitted by Him He hadn't meant to cum like that. He hadn't meant to shoot rope after rope of his pent up wad all over the small body trembling before him. He had EVERY INTENTION of holding back, and holding off from shooting out his jizm despite the generous slam he had been given and being stroked by his Master while having to listen to all the dirty talk that aroused despite himself. He never wanted to betray his sweet scared little 18 yo nephew in that way.. never. But every man has his limits, and after two weeks of being denied (his Master would keep him chemed up and on the edge the entire time he was being fucked), an hour of receiving simulation directly from his Master before his nephew came back from practice early, and the following two hours of watching and listening as his Master enjoyed using the 'special surprise' that had been 'offered' to him for his perverted enjoyment the slave uncle was already near his limit. Having watched his nephew be stripped of his football kit and forced to shotgun cloud after cloud until he was just a rag doll begging to be used. He tried to steel himself against the pleasurable sensation of his Master's hand, and resist the powerful temptation caused by the sight of his nephew's naturally sexy body that had already been used excessively (despite the lad's nearly total lack of experience). But the words comming out of his Master's mouth.. the wonderfully perverse way he spoke about what he had done and still intended to do made resisting the urge a torment all its own. "I'm going to stroke you nonstop for fifteen minutes slave. If you cum on your sweet little 'present' before then, then I'll take that to mean that I'm free to cum IN him.. and you know what that means don't you slave?" Indeed he did, it was not long ago that his Master started cumming in his own ass uninhibited despite having been off his meds for months. He had no care about getting it from the man he worshiped, but wanted at all costs to spare his innocent nephew from being forcibly 'Charged Up'. No matter how much the thought of it made his cock leak his own charged pre. He was so close too, only three minutes to go. But his Master knew his slave too well, and was able to say exactly what to he needed to say to push his slave over the edge. As the last volleys of his tainted incestuous seed rained down on the battered form of his quivering nephew, dooming the youth to his fate, his Master's words rang on in his ears. "Next time we throw a house party, I'm going to invite ALL of our closest friends and introduce them to the boy making sure they know he's your nephew. Their gonna watch as you openly fondle his junkie body while he squirms, make him drink booze and g out of your mouth, and force him to use favors. When our straight laced friends leave because things are getting too weird, you're going to kick things up by REALLY getting handsy with him. When its just the true [banned word] left you're gonna put on a little show for them by bending his sweet ass over the end of the couch, pulling his pants down to show off his cute little ass, and then.. my deliciously perverted slave." Master said with an evil chuckle. "You're going to loudly give your nephew what you've secretly been wanting to give him for a while now by hate fucking him in front of everyone. Those fucking pigs are gonna love seeing you blast his tight little ass full of your seed, egging you on the whole time you 'knock up' your own nephew." Comming down from his orgasm the slave felt deeply ashamed as he watched his Master drag his nephew away in order to aggressively breed him for different times. Ensuring that long before the a room full of horny perverts watched a true incestuous pairing occur, the boy was already marked and claimed by another.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Matt at the Bar Matt is out for a run. It’s a hot day. He’s wearing running shorts and his sneakers. He is running past one of the gay bars when he hears his name. It’s Travis roommate, Paul, calling him. Matt slows down and leans in the window of the bar to say hi. The roommate invites him in. Matt demurs – no ID, just wearing shorts, etc. Roommate says he looks fuckable. Matt laughs and says thanks. They chat another minute before Matt takes off to finish his run. During his run, Matt remembers how good Paul’s long dick feels fucking his ass, how Paul likes to see Matt take his load after Paul has been fucking other guys, and Paul likes to watch Matt get fucked by other guys. It’s been just over two weeks since Matt took 6 loads from four guys in Travis and Paul’s apartment. Travis asked Matt to get tested after that night because Matt’s been getting barebacked a lot. Matt went to the clinic with Travis the next day and then both got tested. After they got tested, on the sidewalk outside the clinic, Travis also told Matt he wanted to take a break from seeing each other. Matt has been in a funk since Travis broke it off. Matt got his results a yesterday – negative. He hasn’t been fucked since he got tested because he and Travis had broken off and Matt knows, like all young guys raised in this era, not to put other guys at risk by fucking around before getting the results back. Thinking of Paul’s cock got Matt hard during his run which was difficult. He stopped to stretch and think of other things. He stretched his calves and hamstrings, and when his dick softened, Matt took off again for home. Matt decided to head out to the bar and meet up with Paul. He quickened his pace on the journey home. Matt showered and cleaned out. Matt was definitely hoping to get fucked tonight, so he didn’t eat at the house – probably get some fries at the bar. Matt slipped on clean running shorts, jock strap, and a tight tee shirt. He looked in the mirror and decided to do one last thing – he pulled open the side seem of the old running shorts so they showed more skin. Matt looked again – not obviously slutty, but just enough skin at the seem so anyone paying close attention could see almost all of Matt’s bare leg up to the waistband. Matt smiled – I’m definitely getting fucked tonight. He grabbed his ID, some cash, and his keys – which barely fit in the pocket of these shorts – and headed out. As Matt arrived at the bar where he saw the roommate earlier, he saw the gay men’s health clinic folks were set up inside handing out condoms, lube, safe sex info, and getting folks to sign up for appointments. Matt saw the guys he had interacted with on his trips to the clinic. He blushed. They said hi and gave Matt a packet of condoms and lube. When Matt showed his ID, he got a wristband and noticed other guys had black X’s on their hands. Matt asked a bouncer he knows what was up – bouncer said it is an 18+ night because there is a drag show and the health clinic thing tonight. Black X means no alcohol. Wristband means your old enough. Matt joked and said, “Old enough to what?” The bouncer smiled and said, “To get the ass fucked off you” and he swatted Matt’s pert ass. The bouncer says, “Seriously though, everyone in here is over 18 tonight. No jailbait in here. We card hard tonight for this event. The clinic is a great resource, but on night’s like this it can make our jobs harder.” He hugs Matt and says, “You do look fuckable tonight. When was your last test? I know you aren’t perfect about condom usage.” Matt laughs remembering the night the bouncer and his friend bred Matt after the bar closed. Matt says, “This week. Negative.” Bouncer kisses Matt on the check and moves on to checking the next ID. The bar is crowded. Matt got the special - a long island iced tea, hoping to catch up to Paul who had been drinking for two hours already, and looked around for Paul. Paul bumped into Matt on his way to the bar, pointed to the table and asked Matt if he wanted another. Matt said yes. Matt went to the table. He introduced himself and realized that all the other guys had black X on their hands. Being 22, almost 23 now, he did feel older than these guys but not by much. Paul comes back with drinks. They are all laughing and joking. Matt feels the guys flirting with him and he flirts back. The conversation turns to the gay men’s health clinic – has everyone signed up to be tested, been before, been tested, etc. The guys are all talking about their experiences, etc. All the guys have their safe sex packets of condoms and lube on the table. The drag show starts and guys turn their attention to the show. Matt is drinking his second drink when he feels a hand rubbing his side. He sees Paul negotiating the open seem on Matt’s shorts. He slides his hand up and inside. He whispers, “A jockstrap. Nice. You looking to get fucked tonight?” Matt leans in and says, “Are we going to use one of the condoms in these packets?" Paul smiles at Matt. Matt stands off his stool and positions himself so he is between Paul’s legs. Paul slips both hands inside Matt’s shorts. Paul starts rubbing Matt’s ass and hole under his shorts. Matt moans slightly. The other guys at the table notice. They can see Paul’s hands under Matt’s shorts. Matt reaches for a safety packet on the table, fumbles but gets the lube packet out successfully. He hands it to Paul. Paul takes it from Matt. Matt spreads his legs some and leans on the table as if he is watching the drag show. Carefully so not to be seen by the entire bar, Paul puts some on his fingers and rubs it on Matt’s hole. Paul slides a finger into Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back taking most of Paul’s finger in the first push. Paul fingers Matt while the performers sing. The MC comes on and says, “Taking a short break. Back in 10 minutes.” Then laughs, grabs the mic again and says, “More like 20 minutes. Beauty takes time sluts.” The undergrads at the table with Paul are no longer watching the stage and are watching Matt get fingered in the bar by Paul. Paul now has two fingers in Matt and he asks Matt, “Who is the biggest slut at this table?” Matt looks back at Paul and says, “You.” Paul rubs a third finger on the outside of Matt’s hole, two other fingers in his hole rubbing the inside of his ass and Paul asks again, “I have two fingers in your ass in the middle of the bar. Who is the bigger slut?” Matt says, “I’m the bigger slut.” Paul says, “How long has it been since you got fucked?” Matt says, “Couple weeks.” Paul says, “When my roommate and I and three college boys fucked you silly?” Matt feels Paul’s fingers rubbing the inside of his ass slowly and it feels so good. Matt doesn’t want Paul to stop. Matt says, “Only two of those college guys fucked me. You and Travis turned out the other one.” Paul chuckles, “Your right Matt; you only got fucked by 4 guys that night.” One of the under 21 guys at the table says, “Wow. You got fucked by 4 guys in one night. You are a slut.” He laughs, so do the other guys Matt just met. Matt says, “Don’t knock it til you try it.” They all laugh, even Paul. Paul now pulls his fingers out of Matt’s ass. He says, “Gotta go get cleaned up. Another round?” Matt agrees to a third long island. While Paul is gone, one of the under 21s face lit up and said, “Wait a second. Are you the guy that slept with Tyler, Jason and Dave?” Matt honestly doesn’t know. He blushes a bit and looks at the guy who asked and says, “I don’t remember their names.” The guys all laugh good natured laughs. The guy who asked says, “Tyler is a blonde guy, thin, good looking, about 5’9”, a twink. I guess Dave looks almost the same. Jason has black hair, a nice ass, and has more muscle than Tyler and Dave.” Matt, hoping to end the interrogation before it gets too detailed, says, “That sounds right. That’s probably them. Nice guys. It was a fun night.” The guy questioning persists, “Tyler says they walked in on you riding Paul’s roommate’s dick and watching him cum inside you. Tyler says he thought you and the other guy were dating until Paul fucked you in front of them in the kitchen. Then it kind of turned into an orgy.” Matt blushes deeply hearing the story told to him by someone who wasn't there. Before he can answer, the MC is back on and Paul is back with the third long island. Matt finishes the second drink and switches to the third. Paul leans in and softly says, “Sorry. Your ass feels great. My fingers were starting to get messy with the lube and your wet ass. I hope you kept the guys entertained.” Matt leans back against Paul’s chest and whispers in his ear, “They know the guys who we fucked around with last week.” Paul rubs Matts back and says, “Don’t worry Matt. You were a slut before they knew you. You’d already let me finger you in the bar in front of them tonight. I think they thought you were slutty before they put two and two together. Paul puts his arm around Matt's shoulders, leans in to his ear and says, "And I like you slutty.” Matt is quiet, somewhat watching the drag show, but also absorbing what Paul said. Matt is clearly upset at the situation. He excuses himself for a bit and goes to the bathroom. There is a small line. While in line, Matt is thinking about his life and the sex he’s been having. In the last 7 months, he’s been fucked bareback by 40-50 guys, most of whom he hasn’t seen more than once. Matt loves the sex. He feels that he’s starting to be judged for barebacking though – Alexander and his friends avoid Matt and call him a slut; he’s been caught getting fucked bareback by his friends; Chris (the law student) isn’t returning calls; he’s been scolded in his city’s AOL m4m chatroom for taking it bareback; and at least three groups of guys have watched him get fucked bareback. Matt drinks his drink. This is not a very big city. Matt thinks he must be getting a reputation as a bareback bottom. Matt is worried. He knows that bareback bottoms get treated like sluts. Tops are considered studs; but, the “bottoms are too slutty to know better.” That’s what guys think. Matt really wants a boyfriend and he’s worried that no one wants to date the guy that everyone has cum in. He doesn’t want to be known as a cum dumpster. Matt drinks some more. The sex is fantastic. Matt loves getting fucked bare. It makes him hard thinking about it. He is dressed to get fucked tonight and wasn't imagining using a condom when we got fucked tonight. He is struggling because he wants someone to breed him tonight, but he also wants someone to want to date him. Matt is confused. Amidst the mental confusion, Matt hears a voice behind him say, “You’ve got a great ass.” Matt turns around. It’s John, the guy with the 9”cock that Matt took home from the bar last year - Geek chic’s best friend. Matt giving it up bare to “Geek chic” started this slide into sluttiness. Matt says hi and looks past him to see if John’s boyfriend or “Geek chic” are with him. Matt says, “Alone tonight?” John says, “Yes. Came out after I got drinks with work friends.” John reaches out to touch Matt’s bare arm and says, “You look good.” Matt says, “Thanks. I was just thinking about you.” John puts both hands on Matt’s waist and says, “Oh yeah. What about?” Matt looks around to see if anyone can hear them, leans into John and says in his ear the truth, “How I gave it up bareback so easily when you fucked me. How slutty that was of me. But also how good it felt.” Matt looks into John’s face searching for a recognition of the internal conflict Matt feels. John smiles at Matt and says, “Oh yeah. I remember that too. Also remember you telling me how much better it felt taking cock raw.” As John says this, his fingers find the split seem in Matt’s shorts. John’s hands slide inside his shorts onto his bare ass. John says, “Jockstrap. That’s hot.” Matt allows himself to lean into John. John kisses him. John’s hands play with Matt’s ass and find his hole as they kiss. The bathroom door opens. Matt is next in line. John guides Matt into the bathroom, closes the door, and says, “I am going to fuck you. Get your clothes off.” Matt drops his tank top on the sink, lowers his shorts and jock to the floor and bends over the sink. John pulls out his cock and rubs it on Matt’s hole. He says, “You have lube on your ass.” Matt smiles at John through the mirror’s reflection and says, “Long story. Did you get one of those safe sex packets tonight?” John says, “Yeah. Why? Are you going to ask me to put on a condom this time?” Matt says, “No. Just use more lube. You have a big dick. I’m going to need it.” John says, “Fuck yeah.” John opens the lube packet and rubs some on his dick. Matt feels the big head push at his hole. He moans remembering how good John’s dick felt in him last time. Matt groans and says, “Fuck me. We need to be quick.” John puts one hand over Matt’s mouth and his other hand guides his bare cock into Matt’s pre-lubed ass. Matt groans loudly into John’s hand as his cock slides almost all the way inside his ass. Matt moves John’s hand and says, “Give me a second to adjust. You are so big.” Matt puts John’s hand back over his mouth. Less than a minute later, Matt slides back on John’s cock until he can feel balls on his ass. Matt feels impaled on John’s cock. John starts to rock back and forth into Matt’s unprotected ass. The rocking becomes slow short strokes, then slow long strokes. Matt’s ass accommodates the invading cock and Matt moans appreciatively. John starts to pull his cock almost all the way out and jam it back in. He does this a few times. John says, “My raw cock looks so good fucking your ass. It’s so hot.” Matt looks in the mirror at the reflection of John fucking him. John’s clothes are mostly still on. Matt is naked except for his shoes and is bent over the sink. Matt hasn’t seen John in months but John’s bare cock is in Matt’s hole. Matt moans and strokes his cock as he watches this hot image in the mirror. John is fucking him faster now. Matt is moaning into John’s hand. John says, “Fuck you have such a great ass. If my boyfriend had an ass like this, I wouldn’t be balls deep in you right now.” Matt pushes his ass back to meet John’s thrusts now. Matt turns his head and says, “Are you going to cum in my ass?” John says, “Fuck yes slut. You want my load deep in your sweet boy cunt don’t you?” John says, “Breed me please. I want it.” John is looking down at this hot 22 year old twink with a runner’s body and an amazing ass. Matt is naked for him, bent over the sink in a bar bathroom, taking his raw cock. This twink’s ass opened for John’s cock so easily but the ass is still so tight. John wants to roar as he breeds his slutty boy. He wants the world to know he’s marking territory. John remembers that he is in a bar bathroom. Instead of screaming as he cums in Matt, John bends over his back and bites down on Matt’s shoulder, grabs Matt’s hips, jams his cock in a few more times and cums in Matt’s ass. Matt is cumming on the floor as John cums in his ass and bites his shoulder. John is still bent over Matt and Matt is still full of John’s large cock. John’s hand no longer covering Matt’s mouth, Matt’s groan as John removes his cock from Matt’s ass is loud. As John’s cock comes free, cum slides out of Matt’s ass with it. John cleans the lube, cum and ass off his cock. Matt cleans his ass, but leaves the rest of the cum inside. John asks for Matt’s jockstrap. Matt says, “A trophy?” John says, “Payment for services rendered.” Matt laughs out loud, remembering John works in finance. Matt hands him the jockstrap and pulls on his shorts and tank top. The whole fuck took less than 5 minutes from Matt bending over the sink to taking John’s load. They leave the bathroom. Guys in line look annoyed. Matt blushes a bit. John isn’t phased. Matt says, “Now I can’t sit down.” John says, “Yeah I have a big dick.” Matt chuckles and says, “Yeah, but I meant I can’t sit down in these shorts while I’m going commando. Everyone will see my goods.” John says, “Isn’t that the point of this sexy outfit. To get guys to notice you and fuck you. Sit on a bar stool and let everyone see.” John kisses Matt, thanks him for the fuck and heads out. Matt goes back to Paul’s table and sits on a bar stool.

Authors note on fiction and the nature of memories… I'm writing this long ass forward because I recognize that in these forums, there is a blending of fantasy and reality and I wanted to draw a personal line in the sand for myself and what I post. This isn’t a fictional story of sex, but rather, my best recollection of two pretty memorable events where I have at times, augmented with additional details I think fit the spirit of what happened. It would be disingenuous for me to call this “non-fiction” because it's based on my memories alone and related artifacts that support my memories. The dialog in some cases is either exactly what I remember being said and in other cases I’ve used words to match the intent of that moment. Because I can’t validate these things or fact check them, I’m calling this fiction. I have 250GB and 41,837 photos and videos covering the last 15+ years stored in the cloud alone and have always been the photo taker among my family and friends. For this reason, my sister called me a few days ago and asked for an old photo and while searching for it, I came across a substantial number of photos and videos that involved my sexual experiences, mostly concentrated from 2009-2015. It turns out I used to take a lot of sex pictures - something I haven't really done in the past 10 years. Seeing these pictures brought back a rush of memories and then details, and in the case of the story of Alex, reminded me of something I had forgotten about entirely. Pictures are worth a thousand words, they say, and in this case, I spent about 48 hours after finding these two photos focusing on recalling details of that night. That’s written below. Curiously, as part of this process, I discovered that the story of Alex is connected to another sexual experience that occurred a few weeks prior – I was able to ascertain this because of a series of photos that I took over three weeks which clearly connect the two things. As I wrote this and recalled details, I also searched for artifacts that might exist to support my recollection and because I’m a judicious record keeper, I was able to unearth them – video clips of the sex party, numbers recorded in my phone, pictures connecting the two experiences you’ll read about, and of course the two of the night with Alex. (Several are included along the way in this post) “Part 1 – The unexpected sex party” and “Part 2 – Whoring out Alex” were intense, enhanced, erotic and many would say "filthy" and even dangerous sexual experiences in my life - for which I have zero regret. I’ve included details about the sex, but have not gone in to so much detail as to make this a “sex story.” It’s more my memories written in narrative form with a strong component of sex. You may get off reading this, you may find this to I read both paths after finishing it and thought – wow – this is kindof bland. This is partly because I can’t recall each moment of the sex as I can when its fresh in my mind and in other posts. But it’s my real memory so trust me, if I were making it up, I would have made it a lot sexier and jucier. There are many more pictures I uncovered in my drive that also have associated memories I haven’t spent time journaling about or detailing. I think I’ll choose one at a time and do the same exercise, and maybe one day publish a book of these stories. Who knows. Enjoy…or not. I did this for me! (One more note: when I started this, I remembered no names. As I explored the memory, I recalled that I was 90% confidant Alex was Alex, but it could be Andy or Adam – it was an A name and short. I didn’t recall two of the sex party participant names until I remembered I had programmed them in my phone – Jordan and Kevin. The rest of the people I don’t recall or never knew their name.) Part 1 – that time I hosted a sex party… I have to start the story of Alex with a specific sex party, because after uncovering the photos of him we’ll talk about later, I realized that it was at this sex party that I met Alex. It was late April 2014 and I was living in a large, brand new, modern apartment in a central and desired part of the city. At this time, I was perhaps at my sexual peak – I was single, slept with multiple people a week and sometimes a night, was partying infrequently and generally only during extended sex sessions, etc. I had amassed a network of fuck buddies I maintained contact with, unlike many of the guys I slept with which were anon and never spoken to again. Notably, I was 100% BB and no-loads refused at this point, but not yet Positive. I wouldn't be for many more months. It was Friday, I had no weekend plans, and I had just completed our quarterly business review gauntlet at work, so I was in the mood to party and fuck. I had a FB I had known for about a year I had hooked up with about 4-5 times over the course of the last year and I texted him to see what he was up to. He was a fairly aggressive poz top, a great fuck, and definitely kinkier than most. He had the body of a relatively fit bear but also had a youthful, cheery face and a was one of those guys with a perpetually amazing 5-o’clock shadow – which came in handy during his awesome rim jobs. His face definitely made him look a helluva lot more innocent than he was. (A maybe interesting note: Record keeper that I am, I’ve always recorded contacts I’ve met online in a very specific way, example: First name Field: (First Name – if I know it) (Screen Name) (Site/Where Met) Last Name Field: (Poz/Neg) (Top/Bottom/Vers) (Other Details) And for this reason, I have a ton of people in my phone with these bizarre names. I scrolled through all my contacts just now to if I could remember who the FB was from the list – it’s Steve, and he’s listed in my phone as Steve RawPozTopSea BBRT Poz Top PNP) I didn’t hear back from Steve immediately, so I hopped online, posted a quick connect add on BBRT and the same content on the (so sad its gone and much beloved) Craigslist which said what it typically did – “Bottom looking for anon pump and dump. Blindfolded ass up. Cap Hill” along with my stats and a pic of my ass. I was relatively new living in this exact neighborhood, so was having great success so far and hadn’t burned through the tops in the immediate area. In pretty quick succession, three guys came one after the other and I had four loads in me before I got up to check messages. I had a message back from Steve at this point who was totally on board to come over and party/fuck and asked if it was okay if he brought a friend of his along. Steve had done this before, had a friend in tow, and they were always easy to hang around with so I said of course, but even so Steve closed with his signature line I remember him saying which was “you won’t be sorry!” I started to get really excited because Steve was definitely a great fuck and notable about Steve is, he got off on poztalk during sex and was the first person I'd ever been with who said things like this - it wasn't nearly as commonplace then. He also had a very particular way that he liked to cum – he would fuck you in multiple position and then when he wanted to cum he would push you down flat on your stomach, climb on top of you, and fuck you while poz talking in your ear until he bred you. I still remember the first time we fucked when he started poztalking and it was so completely [banned word] at the time and I had never heard something say those things, I remember not knowing how to respond. Thinking back, none of the other poz guys I had slept with ever said those things - but at least this time, I was prepared for what was coming. Steve arrives with his friend about an hour later. Steve’s Friend was tall and practically hairless and very trim – not emaciated, but fit. I learned after the fact he was also positive. He was an attractive ginger dude and had a 70s porn star look and haircut, which isn’t really thing but he seems fun and at this point I was miles deep in the no loads refused game. (Note: there's no mention of "undetectable" here because it wasn't really discussed that way in 2014 - the science around UD = not transmittable didn't exist yet). We started partying, Steve slammed me, then they both slammed while I was dry humping my mattress and begging for dick, and things took off from there. They both fucked me, alternating and taking breaks every few minutes because Steve would get so hot and sweaty, he'd have to pause. I was incredibly turned on because I had two dicks in and out of me and sweat all over. Whatever slam we did began to level off and at this point Steve and his friend decided to ramp things up. I don't know if this had been in their back pocket as an idea, or whether it was spur of the moment. (Pictures - these are stills from the short and low-quality video where the dialog below occurred. I'm on the bed in the jock, Steve's friend is in the other. I couldn't post the video.) Steve’s Friend: You need to get your ass over here, we've got this hot slut taking loads. Steve from across room: Fucking get here, he's worth it! I think I briefly realized he said "you guys" meaning more than 1 but I was not really thinking of that at the time. Phone Guy: Fuck! Sounds good, where? He tells them the location and then says to me, Steve: “Hey pig how many loads you got in you already?” Me: "Four. Come fuck my hole. Come fuck my hole." I moaned in a kind of sketchy shaky voice you have when partying and are freshly fucked. Watching this video back it occurred to me that at no point had I told either guy I had already been fucked, so their next responses of “fuck yeah” and grunting noises make sense. Steve’s Friend walked out of the room and continued to talk to the guy on the phone, presumably finalizing plans, and I laid on the bed watching porn on my laptop. I’m not sure how much time passed - we were messing around on the bed, there was some toy action and plenty of sucking dick - but I do remember Steve snapping me out of my haze so we could shift from sex to preparation. I was still high as fuck, but I got out of bed as asked, and we all put on clothes which I remember thinking was REALLY WEIRD given we were in the middle of a party fuck session. For the next 45 minutes, we did a bunch of things necessary to turn my large living room in to a sex party room. I still cannot actually believe that this all happened, but we; · Covered my couch with a bunch of sheets to keep it from getting lubed and moved it to another location to maximize the space; · Removed and stored my coffee table in the hallway closet; which sounds trivial, but my coffee table then was solid poured concrete and weighed a million pounds; · Moved my heavy ass mattress from my bedroom to the living room, put on the floor, covered with sheets and made a big fuck bed; · Repositioned my entertainment center and TV for optimal viewing and connected two external drives of porn; · Separately rinsed off in the shower and at least for me, cleaned up my hole just a bit to be sure I was ready for whatever was to come. This was now officially the weirdest hookup I’d ever had in my life. I’m sure I’d moved furniture for some reason while hooking up in the past, but this was a full on redecoration - fucking weird! I was the last to shower of the three of us and when I came out of the bathroom, Steve and his friend were on the couch, shorts pulled down, jerking off and my first thought was "fuck, I want some dick in me right now" and I moved quickly towards them with the intent of swallowing both of their dicks. As obsessed with their dicks as I was, as I walked across the room the TV caught my attention. It was the first time I’d seen one of my now favorite Treasure Island scenes of all time. The scene is from Bone Deep and it’s the gang bang scene where GoGo Eddie, with his giant biohaz tat across his torso and massive PA, is getting spit roasted and gang banged by a bunch of poz tops. For the next 10-15 minutes I was on the floor in front of them sucking their dicks, both of them reaching around to my hole and fingering me. That scene still makes me cum super fast. Steve’s phone rang at some point and scared the shit out of all of us as we were so deeply in the zone of what was happening. Guy on the Phone: “How do we get in?" (Sidenote: I lived the equivalent of the Fort Knox of access controlled buildings, and there were cameras everywhere. I don’t think I thought about this until after I moved out, and realized how many people I buzzed in at different times of night that were there for 10-20 minutes and then left…all caught on camera. During Christmas one year we had a late night package theft and I'm almost certain it was one of my tricks who stole the stuff. Whoops!) Steve gave him my last name, my phone rang, and I buzzed the guy in. I already knew it was going to be more than one person. Less than a minute later, there's a knock on the door. I don't know why, but I know it startled me a bit and I looked at Steve with a face that must have communicated "you answer it, I'm not moving" and Steve gets up and walks around the corner to the front door. "Hey, what's up!" Instantly, it goes from the three of us on the couch to seven of us. I don't know who Steve’s Friend had called, but he had brought three friends and the only thing I remember about the group was that the Friend was white, good looking and dressed very preppy (jeans, polo shirt, cropped haircut) and he had three Latino guys in tow - one older scruffy and handsome, and the other two early 20s, attractive, borderline twink. I've been in groups this size before, but I remember being surprised with how quickly everyone got naked upon arrival - like, 30 seconds from the time they entered - it was not their first rodeo. Separately, I'd never had this type of group at my home and while I needed to let go and enjoy myself and I was, on the other hand, this was on my turf, so I had this sense of responsibility. I gave up worrying about the latter. The White Friend asked me if it was okay if they got high and after I said yes, they split in to the bedroom and bathroom to do their thing, emerging a few minutes later ready to fuck. From that point on, every combination of dick, hole, and mouth were exchanged from person to person and it was fucking amazing. It was especially amazing because other than the White dude briefly fucking the Older Latino, I was the only one getting fucked in my ass so I was loving every single minute of getting all these guys dicks fucked in to me and then replaced by another. I was literally center stage, in the middle of my living room in the middle of my own mattress, living most cumdumps dreams - several dicks fucking you and keeping you filled. And what made it even more hot was that for some period of time (maybe two hours), everyone was engaged and getting some type of action while I was on the mattress getting fucked. Various pairings would reshuffle, and the room was this sort of undulating mass of man sex and the heat, power and energy was tangible - I can still remember it. It also wasn't quiet - everyone was moaning, breathing heavy, fuck talking, and making the sounds that are made when dicks go in to different holes. The room was getting warm from all the activity, everyone was sweaty, and I think prior to the next phase, three of the guys had cum in me. (Note: So, this is an apartment in a city, well built, but still side by side and above and below connected to other apartments. At one point the windows had been opened to cool the place off. It is shocking that up to this point and again further in the evening, that the sound of the porn on the TV + a bunch of men having non-quiet sex didn’t at all cause neighbors to complain. Or maybe it’s because they all really liked me. Who knows!) Once again, everyone in the room was startled when my phone rang. I knew instantly it was the front door of the building because I had a special ring tone that was especially loud and piercing so I wouldn’t doze off and sleep through it. I looked at Steve, as I didn't know there was another arrival expected. Steve: “It’s just a couple more friends. You won’t be sorry!” This time I answer the door in nothing but a jock strap and in the hallway are three more guys. Me: “Holy Shit, come on in!” (probably not what I should have said because I think I sounded freaked out they were there) Guy 1: “Are you sure? Steve’s here right?” Me: “Yeah, for sure. Come on in!” Guy 1 was mid-30s, semi-attractive white guy with full sleeve tattoos on both arms. Guy 2 was a lean but muscular black guy with a bald head and the epitome of nerdy looking glasses. Guy 3 was Alex. Alex stood out because he looked a bit more disheveled than anyone else. He was in shape and about 5’10”, well-groomed facial hair, but wearing a shirt with a noticeably misshapen collar that was probably a 3XL when he belonged in a medium. His jeans also had dirt stains all over them as though he had come from a construction site. But most striking was the immediate impression I got of Alex –he seemed almost in a confused state like the world was just happening around him and he was trying to understand what he was seeing. It wasn't a bad thing, but I remember that impression. The three newcomers greet everyone while simultaneously taking off their clothes and excuse themselves to the bathroom to get high and Steve takes me to the bedroom to do the same. If having 7 people before amped up, naked, writhing bodies, humid warm air, mixed with the sounds of men groaning and fucking and sucking wasn’t intense enough, we’ve just added three more guys who were clearly there to have a good time. My living room was large and we still had plenty of space, but the addition of three more people made the space somehow feel smaller and connected ( in a good way). I’ve been in group scenarios before where there are cliques, or people left out, and monopolizes and invariably it kills the vibe. This was NOT that at all and in fact, it has somewhat spoiled me for larger groups like this because the chemistry was on point. Sometimes when partiers get together they either have ADHD or super laser focus. In this case, it seemed like everyone was making sure everyone else was having a good time, while enjoying themselves. What this Steve’s magic? I didn’t know, because I honestly didn’t know what the connection was between any of these people. Within about 45 minutes, I had another two loads in me and I remember that I was enjoying all of the fucking so much but also looking around and just seeing different blurry groups of guys touching, sucking, kissing each other in every direction. I remember looking straight forward at the floor to glass windows ahead of me and seeing this reflected back. It was amazing. I remember distinctly that Steve fucked me and made a point of announcing that this wasn’t the first time. Looking back was this his way of emphasizing that I already had taken his poz load? There certainly had not been ANY discussion of status with anyone at this party that I knew of. Like always, he fucked me in two or three different positions, moving my body easily from one to the other. What I wasn’t prepared for which seemed to be welcome by everyone, however, was Steve's louder-than-usual and more forceful poztalk. Again, this still felt very [banned word] so the fact that all of these guys weren’t freaked out by it was a new thing to me. Steve pushed my stomach flat on the mattress and mounted me again, continued his verbal fucking, and shot his load in me. The remaining guys all fucked me one last time and all but one guy came in me. That guy had cum on someone in the room because I heard it while getting fucked, but I'm not sure who. I think some of the guys who had previously cum in me came another time because I heard those noises, but again, I didn't see. (Note: Alex fucked and came in me at some point during this time but honestly, I don’t know when. I honestly don’t entirely know who was fucking me at any point.) During all of this fucking, the people who had cum had jumped in the shower to rinse off and wind down and when the last guy came in me, there was just a deep breath moment where we recognized what had happened. Folks kicked around for a while longer, checked their phones, jerked their dicks, watched the porn, drank some water. But the main event had concluded, and everyone was working to collect themselves. The White Guy and the Black Nerd left first and there was a brief discussion with Alex as to him coming with them, but Alex said he would catch up with them later. They pulled me aside briefly prior to this and asked to exchange numbers and we did and this is how I know that White Guy is named Jordan and from North Carolina and Black Nerd’s name is Kevin, and he lived in Olympia. (Note: I texted both of their numbers in the last 24 hours which are still in my phone. The number for Jordan is no longer him, and the guy who responded was super cool and we exchanged a few texts. Kevin has yet to respond.) Steve’s Friend left next alone (I assumed they had come together). The Latino guys and the Guy on the Phone left next and it was me, Alex, and Steve left. Shortly after, Steve got a call (it was somewhere between 3-5A) and very kindly said he had to go. I still didn’t know how anyone knew each other, but in my brain they were all connected, so I assumed Alex would leave with Steve. He did not, leaving me and Alex together alone. I started to make conversation with Alex while getting us some water and everything that happened next reinforced that Alex needed a bit more time than most to process things. What I found out, however, was that Alex didn’t know Jordan and Kevin prior to this evening. According to Alex, he had gone to Club Z at some point Friday and gotten a room and Jordan and Kevin showed up a few hours later. They all played together and were hanging out when, according to Alex, “some guy called and invited them to a sex party.” They invited Alex, and now here he was, in my living room, last man standing. At some point, I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t dying to be alone, but I didn’t really want to go to bed if Alex hadn’t left so I tried to initiate things – “do you need to be somewhere” “can I get you an uber?” Alex looked at me and said, “do you mind if I just hang out here?” I agreed, and Alex helped me put the living room and bedroom back together. At one point out of the blue he looked at me and said “it was really hot seeing you get fucked by those guys.” He went on to tell me how he frequently was a top and enjoyed it, but sometimes really wanted to do what I had done. I asked him to clarify, and he said, “get fucked by a bunch of guys.” Sometime later, I was ready to lay in bed and turn off the porn. I asked Alex if he had driven, he said no. "Do you want me to call you an Uber?" "Nah, I don't have anywhere to go until later." I didn't really question that and assumed he meant he didn't have plans, so offered to let him stay and we moved to the bedroom. We woke up hours later, he showered. He asked me to take him to Club Z which in my mind I assumed meant his car was parked nearby. I didn't question it, said "give me call sometime" and never expected to hear from him again. That turned out not to be the case... Part 2 coming next as soon as I'm able to post (~24 hours). It is already written and some editing...

LINCOLN PARK FUCK It was a rare day with no fog, and temperatures in the high 70’s, a perfect day to work on my tan, and maybe get laid. My favorite place to go is Lincoln Park, a small park that has a very secluded clearing that only gay men seem to know about. On a warm sunny day, you see only the briefest attire: small, tight Speedos, tiny thongs, and more than a few men tanning completely naked, even though that isn’t legal. Before I left the house, I was feeling full of confidence, having shot a good strong booty bump deep in my ass, followed by a butt plug to be sure that the booty bump stayed put and got completely absorbed. Next, I hit the glass pipe maybe half a dozen times. Lastly, I pulled on my favorite silicone cock ring. Wearing it always makes my ball sack swell to at least triple its normal size. Besides, it feels great ! After packing everything into a size small Speedo, I grabbed my beach bag which I always kept ready to go, containing sun screen, a couple bottles of water, poppers, a glass pipe, a lighter, lube, and a large beach towel. When I got to the park, I hiked up the short distance to the clearing. At 11:00 there were already 7 or 8 men there in various stages of undress, including one couple that had stripped down completely. After spreading out my beach towel, I pulled off my shorts and tee shirt. As the latest guy to arrive, all the other guys were checking me out. I laid down on my beach towel then rummaged around in my beach bag until I found my lighter and my glass pipe. From previous experience, I knew that there were always a lot of men smoking weed. The booty bump I had administered before I left the house gave me the courage to hit the glass pipe right out there in the open. After 6 or 8 good hits on the glass pipe, I pulled off my small, tight Speedo. The butt plug I was wearing was a clear sign that I was definitely a bottom. By now, I was feeling pretty well spun, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my limp Tina dick, then alternating between stroking my dick and playing with the butt plug, fucking it in and out of my hungry hole. Gradually, more and more men showed up and staked out acceptable places with a good view of all the other men. Soon, an older middle age man entered the clearing. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. I couldn’t help but notice that he was staring at the butt plug I had jammed in my ass. He spread out his beach towel maybe 4 feet from me, and I watched him undress. I didn’t care that he knew I was watching him. It’s all a game, anyway. When he dropped his shorts, it was obvious that he was sporting a very impressive bulge in his Speedo. I knew that it was very common for gay men to “pack” their Speedos to make it look like they were a lot bigger than they actually were. But that wasn’t the case with this guy. Although he was wearing a chrome cock ring to keep him semi hard and showing a good sized bulge, the rest was all him, flopping around as he tugged his Speedo down. All the while, I let him see me working my butt plug in and out of my ass. From the looks of his dick growing longer and thicker, I could see that he was definitely interested. For a while, continued playing with my butt plug, then I pulled it all the way out and threw it into my beach bag. I took a couple hits of poppers, then offered them to him. While he was huffing the poppers, I spread my cheeks with both hands, again and again, showing off my slightly gaping hole. Now I was face down, and he got on top of me. I loved the feeling of his weight on top of me, and I especially liked feeling his big cock head tickling my butt hole. Both of us were moaning, it felt so hot. Suddenly, he pulled back, spread my cheeks, and buried his face in my ass, and tongue fucked my hole. That was driving me wild, and I was practically begging to have his big donkey dick inside of me. I didn’t have to wait long. He fucked his cock up and down my crack a few times before his rock hard cock found my hole. I gasped as he shoved hard and forced his way into me, balls deep. He hit the poppers then handed them to me. I took continuous hits as he pounded my ass. Feeling his huge cock stretching my hole felt incredible. I was glad I was spun as fuck, so that I could take it. When he was ready to unload, he locked his hands around my throat and he slowly pulled his cock back then rammed it into me, again and again. When he was completely spent, he let go of my throat and rolled off of me, letting me gasp for air. I happened to glance around the clearing and saw that almost every guy there had his camera phone up and had been recording video of the entire scene.

Here's a quickie... Best Western PLUS I was on one of the location based apps and I saw a nice looking dick near me that I hadn't seen before so I clicked on it. Dom top breeder hosting in his hotel near me, a Best Western PLUS. I messaged him "Nice looking dick". He sent me back two even better looking dick pics. I responded "Very nice" and sent him a pic of my spread ass. He said "Come over, I'll eat n fuck your juicy ass". I replied "I just gotta shower and clean out". "OK, eta?" he replied. I sent back "30 mins? You bareback?" His response was "OK, yes, always bb". I replied "Nice. I'm neg but poz friendly, you?". His response instantly made my little cock twitch... "POZ, I'm going to impregnate you when u get here". I replied "I can't wait". He said "Hurry up, I'm super horny". I quickly got in the shower and then cleaned out my hole with multiple bottles of water. When I was done I sent him "I'll be there in 10-15 minutes". His reply "Awesome, room 213". When I got out of the elevator I saw that room was not far down the hall and the door was slightly ajar. He quickly ushered me inside and pointed at the couch. I dropped my sweat pants and took off my shirt. I hadn't bothered to put underwear on. I sat on the couch and he immediately offered up his dick which I took in my mouth "Suck me hard" he said. I complied, giving him my best head work. He really got into it sliding his 7" dick into my throat. After a bit he told me to lay on my back on the couch and he got over me and started really fucking my face until I was gagging and gasping for air between thrusts. "You ready to get your ass fucked?" he asked? "Hell yeah" was my response. He positioned me on the couch telling me to put my knees together and poke my butt out. Then I heard the cap of the lube and the lube squeezing out then felt the tip of his dick sliding in my crack getting it slick. He started to push inside, then pull out, opening my hole up. Once he made entry he pushed in balls deep and groaned out "I'm going to knock up this neg ass". That made me moan out in pleasure and then he really went to town pounding me hard, filling the room with the sound of his balls slapping my taint, his thighs bouncing off my ample backside and our moans and groans of pleasure. After about 10 minutes of pounding he said "I'm coming! Take my charged load!" and I could feel his dick twitch and his poz cum being pumped into me. After he finished he went to the bathroom to clean up and I put my shirt, sweats and shoes back on and found my way out and back home. That was two weeks ago. I'm at the free gay/lesbian clinic right now waiting for my test results. I figured I'd better get checked because I cam down with an unseasonal flu a few days ago. They just called my number and are escorting me to a room. I can tell by the look on the face of the young man that the result is going to be poz and sure enough it is. I don't really listen to a whole lot more, they want me to come back and talk to a counselor and run some more tests so I can get on meds, but I'm not really interested in all that. He hands me a card and tells me to schedule my followups at the desk on my way out but I just put the card in my pocket and head for home. Well, I guess that the Best Western PLUS really lived up to it's name. And I can't be happier!

11. My parents had one of those electric back massagers. It felt good when I touched it on my penis. Didn’t start using my hand until i was 13.

Or Swine with John Thomas & Bulrog, it is one of the touchstones for my inner sense of piggery.

Chapter 1 I work for a non-profit which seeks to rehabilitate sex offenders in Indianapolis. My friends are always telling me how worried they are about me—I'm a few months over 18, but I'm pretty small and I could easily pass for younger if I wanted to. They don't want me to get "raped" like their past "victims" were. All that tells me is that they're uneducated. Most people I work with are public masturbators and public urinators, people who made one mistake that ends up defining their lives. People I want to help re-enter society and get their life back. Earl is different. My boss texts me the names, addresses, and offenses of the people we work with a little in advance: public information. That Friday afternoon, I got the text during math class. I was gonna meet a 46 year old man named Earl Jessup at his apartment on 14th St. He'd been in prison for 10 years, and looking at his convictions, I understood why. The less said about his offenses the better, but it was enough to make me nervous. I almost passed it up, but I didn't like the idea of letting a coworker get the case instead of me. Plus, it would only prove my friends right: I wasn't in danger, and I was gonna prove it to them. I pulled up outside his apartment around 3:45. I sat in my car for 5 minutes before deciding to suck it up and go. I was perfectly safe with a man like this... right? When I knocked on his door, I didn't get any response. I rang his doorbell and waited. Maybe he wasn't home? I was about to turn around when someone inside opened the door. He was big—really big. 6'4" and 225, at least. He was wearing a bathrobe he'd clearly just put on a few seconds ago. "Fuck, you interrupted me. What do you want, boy?" I looked up and down at him. The bottom of his cock, still half-hard, poked out of the bottom of his robe. Fuck—this guy was huge. An evil thought occurred to me—"what kind of ungrateful bastard would call the cops on this dick?" It was 3 inches longer and twice as thick as any cock I'd seen, even my boyfriend's. The pink head alone looked like it was the size of my fist. He was coated with precum. I could smell it from here. "Eyes up here, honey. You gonna tell me what you're doing outside my apartment?" Fuck, was I staring? I looked back up and made eye contact. "Sorry," I said. And I kinda was sorry—I felt guilty for looking at another man's cock and having thoughts like that. My boyfriend and I aren't open! I shouldn't have these feelings about any man, let alone a man straight out of prison. "Are you Earl Jessup?" "Yeah, and I'm not trying to go back to prison, so get to the point or run away, boy, because those tiny shorts are starting to make me real happy." It's true—I was kind of dressed like a slut. I didn't expect to get casework tonight. His dick was getting harder. "You wouldn't go to jail, I'm 18." Why was that the first thing I said? Did I want this evil bastard to fuck me? Let me remember the script... "Um, and I work with a sex offender rehabilitation nonprofit serving the greater Indianapolis area. I've been assigned to you as a volunteer caseworker who can help you adjust to living in society and finding acceptance in a community." "18, huh?" he said. "Well, I don't believe you, but get in here anyway." Did he hear any of what I said except that? "Oh, I just uh- came by to introduce myself, that's all." "I told you to get inside. Your job is to make me feel accepted, right?" Fuck. His dick was poking out of his robe. Did he get hard just looking at me? What is he thinking about doing to me? "Okay... but I can't stay for long." "Good boy." He put his hand on my shoulder and led me into his apartment. Fuck, he had such a strong grip, too. I took another look at the part of his stomach that was exposed by the robe. "Is that a tattoo, sir?" I asked. I clearly got his interest. "It is," he said. He spread his robe apart more to show me it in full. "It looks like a biohazard symbol. What does it mean?" "You'll see," he said. He took two glasses from the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of vodka. Was he trying to get me drunk? I wanted to run away, but I knew my supervisor would be upset at me. My friends would probably make me quit, too, and I liked this opportunity. But the strongest reason I decided to stay was the primal, irresistible urge to see more of this older man's body. I wanted to indulge my intense desire to be in the presence of his throbbing cock. I didn't need to do anything with it, I just wanted to be near it. I needed to burn it into my memory to remind me what I'm missing out on with my pin-dick boyfriend. I made up my mind to stay, despite the risk. "You'll see what it means real soon, boy." He was fully hard when he said that and a little pre-cum was dripping out of his throbbing cock. To be continued

MY NEPHEW AT THE GAY NUDE BEACH— You may have read my previous account of one of the times my young nephew stayed at my place and I introduced him to the joys of adult bookstores and video arcades and glory holes. He was instantly a big fan. But, at his age, he’s definitely a big fan of sex in general, any time and any where. I discovered that he had never been to a nude beach, so, last weekend, on a Saturday, we drove down to the San Gregorio gay nude beach. It’s been a nude beach since 1966, and the beach-goers are predominantly gay men. The men are in the habit of building driftwood “forts” on the sand, each one delineating a personal space for its occupant(s). The parking lot and access road are privately owned, and an admission fee is charged. The beach itself is public property. The weather there is always a gamble, with some days completely fogged in, and cold and windy, and other days are sunny and warm. I knew that, if the weather was clear, the beach would be crowded on a Saturday, so we got there early. The man who was collecting the admission fee to the parking lot seemed very skeptical about my nephew’s age. He hadn’t brought ID, so it looked like there might be trouble. But, I slipped the man a $20 bill and I told him that was how old my nephew was. We cobbled together 2 driftwood “forts,” side by side. I had brought along what I called, “my lucky shirt which had large block letters spelling out, “FUCK ME.” I tacked it to a piece of driftwood and placed it up high between our 2 driftwood forts where anybody walking by could clearly see it, and, hopefully act on it. The fog was starting to burn off so I could tell that it was going to be a good beach day. I gave each of us a good strong booty bump. Then, we kicked back and blew clouds while we waited for the crowd to arrive. We didn’t have to wait long. I could see a muscular, middle aged man down at the far end of the beach, walking in our direction. As he got closer, I was sure he could see our, “FUCK ME” sign. At first, he was walking down by the water, but suddenly, he veered up closer and closer to where my nephew and I were, our heads down and our asses up. His first words, referring to the, “FUCK ME” sign, were, “Is this for real ?” I said, “Sure. Your choice. Take your pick.” Of course he chose my nephew. Young, smooth, and cute ? Who wouldn’t make that choice ? Little did he know that I had brought my camera, and I was recording the whole scene. My nephew was lying on his back, legs up and back while the guy fucked him. My nephew could see me with the camera, but the guy fucking him was face down, so he didn’t see me. Luckily, my nephew didn’t say anything. He just let out a high pitched moan with every thrust of the guys fat cock into my nephew’s hole. When the guy started gasping, I knew that he was going from pounding my nephew’s ass to pumping it full of cum. After he pulled out, he said, “Thanks, guys. That was hot !” Imagine that. A nice guy as well as being a hot fuck. Now, I could see a lot more men trudging down the beach and claiming spare driftwood to build their own forts. Quite a few of them noticed our, “FUCK ME” sign and pointed and laughed, all in good fun. I was sure that some of them would stop by later on to check us out a little more closely. My first fuck of the day was a homely fat guy with an equally big fat dick. Many times I’ve said that a big dick can make up for a lot of ugly. LOL. Plus, I don’t discriminate, especially when I’m spun on crystal. He sure was heavy, lying on top of me, but I was loving having his big prick stretching my hole and making me take it deep while I hit the poppers, again and again. The bonus was that he was a really heavy cummer, too. Thumbs up ! Whenever either one of us was getting fucked, it always drew a small group of men who gathered close, stroking their dicks and checking out the action, their camera phones up and constantly recording. Some of them just wanted to watch and some of them were waiting for their turn to fuck my nephew or me. Although I’m still pretty good looking and I’m still in pretty good shape, there’s no comparison to how hot my young nephew is. His ass was the prize that most of them wanted. And, good for him. I’m really proud of him. When it was time to go, I recovered my lucky, “FUCK ME” shirt, and I shoved a butt plug up my nephew’s hole to keep the huge amount of cum from running down his legs. The final count was 2 loads for me and 6 for my nephew ! He asked me if we were coming back tomorrow.

I think both are hot but cheating seems even more edgy. Your thoughts and/or experiences?

Brad is totally my type: tall, lean, and having a basketball player's build, has reddish-brown hair and the most sexy light brown eyes. He's 6' 6", 190 pounds and 26 years old. He is simply one of the sexiest guys I've ever known, he has a gorgeous eight inch cock and a great set of balls. I was very happy with him, and had been with him for six months when he found out that he was poz. I was negative, and during those six months when we had sex, Brad had never cum in me ... although I asked for him to. I thought it was quirky at first that he wouldn't shoot inside me, but just let it go, although I knew ex had done IV drugs and they had plenty of bareback sex.) When he told me he was poz, he said he would understand if I broke it off with him, feeling I deserved a less-challenging relationship. I wouldn't hear of it. Three months later we moved in together into a West Hollywood apartment and had sex all the time - always bareback. Brad's doctor suggested he attend a gay men's poz support group where he could talk about being poz with guys who could understand. That's where he met Justin, who was also in a poz-neg relationship. Justin and I are surprisingly similar in build, 6 foot tall, 185 pounds, 28 years old and light brown hair. They both had the same HIV doctor and had met once before in the doctor's office, although just in passing. Since the beach is a long drive, Brad and I regularly went to a bathhouse, North Hollywood Spa that has an outdoor sun deck. We'd lay out to get some sun and then go inside to have some fun, always together. It worked for us in our new relationship, so why not? Being around other hot naked guys just got us even more horny for each other. Shortly after Brad joined the poz support group, we ran into Justin on Santa Monica Blvd, and he told me he thought it was cool that I was OK with Brad being poz ... and that his neg partner wouldn't touch him at all because of it. I said "You're a hottie! I can't imagine any man not wanting to be naked with you!" OK, so sometimes my 'edit mode' doesn't work well, and I guess the cat was out of the bag. Justin was hot and now he and Brad knew I thought as much. Justin wanted to know how Brad fucked my neg ass without him pozzing me, so Brad explained he would pull out of my ass right when he was starting to cum and then shoot on my abs. That way we were able to avoid condoms and also avoid having me seroconvert. Then Brad apparently had a brain storm 'cause he said "Rob and I are going to lay out naked at the tubs on Saturday," adding "would you like to join us?" Justin was up for it as his boyfriend was out of town for work, so we arranged for Justin to meet at our place and then we'd head out together. Justin had never been to a bathhouse before, so we got him checked in and inside. I got a big room for us to throw our stuff into, with the thought we'd strip down and then head to the sun deck. That's when Brad and I first saw Justin's cock. Holy Fuck, it was huge and he was sporting a Prince Albert. His nipples were also pierced, which I also found hot. I definitely wanted his cock in a big way. While I knew the poz support group’s rules said Brad and Justin were not supposed to play around with each other, I had the distinct feeling that rule would be broken before we went home that day. Brad and I chose to lay naked, and Justin wore a Speedo as he wanted a tan line. Brad and Justin lay next to each other, and my lounge chair was in front of their's, which, as long as I was on my stomach, made it really convenient for me to stare at Justin's basket. The Speedo barely contained his pierced poz cock. I wanted it. So did Brad. I had a spritz bottle, so after a little bit, I misted water on me to cool off. I then to be a dickhead, adjusted the stream to a jet and squirted Brad directly in the balls. That got his attention! His cock started getting hard, so I continued doing it. Justin laughed at what I was doing, so I squirted his Speedo as well, then worked the stream up to his nips. My cock was hard. Brad's cock was hard, and Justin's cock was filling out his Speedo even more. "Let's take a break inside and cool off," I suggested, wanting to be naked with these two studs. The three of us showered off downstairs and then headed to the room, "Just for a couple minutes." But no sooner had the door behind us, than we lost our towels, and we were three guys in heat, making out and feeling each other up, our cocks drooling precum like crazy. We were horny and needed to get off. In no time, the three of us were on the bed and ravaging each other. I was on my back with Brad sucking my cock, while Justin sucked Brad's cock. It wasn't too long before it was time to switch-up. "I gotta get a taste of my first pierced cock," Brad said. I said "Don't get him off, because I want some too." Justin wasn't used to three-ways, and this was his first since he converted to being poz, and he certainly wasn't used to a neg guy being so hot for his poz cock. Brad switched places and laid on his back and Justin crawled up to straddle Brad and fed him his cock. This was a great opportunity for me to get Brad's cock up my hole and to feel up Justin while he got his cock sucked by Brad. Justin blocked Brad's view, so Brad was surprised when I lubed up his bare cock and lowered myself onto him. I moaned at how hot Brad's cock felt up my ass ... and what a hot view I had of Justin's butt and hot body. He turned around to see what I was up to behind him, and was surprised I was taking Brad's cock right there. It was erotic as hell to watch Brad suck on another poz cock, and I certainly enjoyed having his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, Brad's gag reflex had a problem with the ring in Justin's cock, so he had to back off it and just suck on the tip. Seeing what was going on, I said, "Let's switch positions ... I'll be able to take his big dick with no problem." Brad and Justin just looked at me and laughed as Brad remarked "My boyfriend the slut! Give the man what he wants." Justin took Brad's place on his back, I bent over to suck Justin's cock and Brad fucked me doggy style. Everyone was happy until Brad pulled out saying, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet." Justin said, "Yeah, I want to have a turn with Rob too." I moved off his cock and stood next to Justin who then reached over to my loose lubed butt and gave it a grab. I turned a little to give him easier access to my hole and he slid a finger up inside me. Brad and Justin got a little quiet and for a couple moments Brad and Justin looked at each other's eyes, and gave each other a slight nod. Brad said, "Yeah, Justin ... it's Rob's turn." Brad slid back on the bed to give us some space and watched while Justin worked my already-lubed hole with one finger, and then two fingers, and as he did so, Justin turned to Brad saying "Rob's ass feels amazing. No wonder you told me you love fucking him." Brad said, "Go ahead and give him a couple more fingers, he loosens right up." At that point I was bent over the bed just enjoying the amazing treatment Justin was giving my asshole. I was totally relaxed having him do what he wanted and Brad was playing with his cock watching Justin. Justin slid his four fingers out of my ass and slid his pierced poz cock inside me. Wow, he felt great. I love my boyfriend's eight inch cock but Justin's seven inch, fat cock was a whole different kind of great. "Yeah, fuck me," I urged Justin. Brad meanwhile was jacking his cock, taking in the scene, his cock rock hard. Clearly he was totally into watching me be get plowed by his poz friend. Justin bent over and whispered in my ear, "You get off on my hot poz cock, don't you?" Brad didn't notice Justin's question, but it had me rock hard. I didn't say anything at first, so Justin asked more loudly "You want that, huh?" Brad looked up at both of us and smiled when I answered "Yeah, fuck me ... give it to me! But first let me change positions!" We all started laughing and they both made room for me to get on my back with my legs in the air. Justin said, "Let me take a couple minutes ... Brad, you get back inside him." Justin pulled out of me and noticed a little redness on his cock. He realized his Prince Albert piercing was rubbing my asshole raw from the friction. We looked at each other and he was about to say something about it. I gazed into his eyes and slowly shook my head and whispered, "Don't say anything." Once his cock was inside me, Brad said, "Oh yeah, Rob has such a hot hole. God I love fucking his ass." "Yeah, I want this ... fuck me, Brad," I urged. As Brad fucked me, Justin kissed me, quietly saying "Rob, I'm going to help you get what you want." Brad looked at Justin saying "We're probably okay fucking him, since we're both undetectable." A strange look crossed Justin's face, which led Brad to ask "What's that look for?" In a slightly dull tone Justin answered "My doctor didn't like my blood panels, so he took me off my HIV meds two weeks ago. I thought I told you." Justin continued, "But don't worry about me. Fuck Rob's hot hole and shoot inside him!" There wasn't much room behind Brad and the wall, and Justin had a plan. He got off the bed and stood next to Brad, lightly tweaking his nipples. That drove Brad crazy and filled him with lust. Justin then moved behind Brad as he was fucking me and tweaked his nipples. Brad muttered "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" I grabbed Brad’s hips to pull his cock into my ass, and Justin lodged himself against the wall so that Brad couldn’t back away as Brad yelled, "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting." I was also shooting, but unlike Brad's load, my cum load blew all over my chest. It was likely the biggest load I've ever had. Fuck that was hot. After all this time with Brad, I finally got him to cum inside me - and I wanted it really bad. Poz cum just made it hotter. Brad's cum had nowhere to go, but inside my ravaged hole. And he was freaking out softly saying, almost to himself, "Oh my god, I came in you! Fuck! I don't want to poz you." "Hang on, honey, it'll be okay. A lot of guys don't get pozzed the first time they're bred! Come here...." Brad's cock was still in my hole and I pulled him towards me and kissed him many times, murmuring "Don't worry." He moved off me and laid down on the bed and Justin was there with a slight smirk. We both knew what he did for me, and I was grateful. "Can I get a hand here?" Justin asked. In the excitement, Brad and I hadn't helped Justin get off, and his cock needed to blow a load. "Yeah, I think I can help you out," I replied, turning to Brad and asking "Okay with you? I think it's Justin's turn." Brad looked at both of us and slowly nodded yes. I pulled Justin down to make out with him, and I could feel his poz cock grazing my thighs and balls. I reached down and aimed his cock inside my hole, easing his pierced poz cock inside me, my boyfriend's poz load the only lube. I announced with genuine excitement "Fuck, this is amazingly hot." Justin grinned as he slid in and out of my wrecked hole and asked "You really like this. Fuck, man, I never thought I'd ever get inside your hole." "Hell, yeah, man, this is amazing." In a slightly louder tone Justin asked "You want me to cum in you?" Mischievously I replied "Ask Brad if you can." Justin replied in a voice loud enough for the guys in the adjoining rooms could hear "It's not Brad's hole I'm breeding. Do you want my poz cum?" There was only one possible reply for me: "Fuck yeah, dude. Shoot your hot poz load into my ass!” Just then every muscle in Justin's body tensed up as a prelude to his hot load. He pounded my hole even harder, as if to force his virus into my body. Justin yelled, "You're such a cum slut, take my poz load." I could feel his cock unloading in my guts. The spasms triggered another orgasm for me. I was in heaven, as was Justin who collapsed on top of me, with his cock still lodged inside my hole. We hugged and kissed. Brad looked a little shell-shocked at what just took place. We all stretched out on the bed and wrapped our arms around each other just to hold on. I wasn't sure what was going through Brad's head, so when everyone caught their breath, I said, "That was amazing. I've wanted that for a long time. Thank you." Brad looked at me with a puzzled look. He said, "I had no idea ... you never talked to me about it or asked me for it." I asked, "Would you have bred me if I asked you to?" Just then, I felt Brad's cock start to get hard against my thigh. Brad said, "Justin and I hoped you would be okay with us just fucking you, but now, you'll have a lot more of our cum from now on." The three of us smiled, relieved about how the afternoon turned out. Brad got off the bed, his big poz hard on, pointing in my direction. I got up on all fours, and pointed my ass in his direction and my mouth on Justin's cock. Justin's cock was slightly funky, but I didn't care. It was my turn, and I got what I wanted.

Just took a few loads from a dude on here for the first time 😈 met up in a wooded area and sucked him off. Then went back to his place to breed. Fucking so hot having his loads in me as im getting ready to go to my bfs house

Love House Party! Wish there were more!

Had been at the hospital all week with my Dad as he was in pretty bad shape. On the first night the male room nurse brushed up behind me as I bent over the hospital bed to hug my Dad before leaving for the night. I didn't think anything of it. The second night it happened again, same thing, although this time he leaned into my ass a little more. The third night he rubbed my thigh and told me my jeans were hot and gave me his phone number and told me to call him on his break at 3am. I did and he told me what time he got off and to meet him at his apartment. I was so horny I got there a little ahead of time. His two roommates were there getting ready for work and both were hot in various stages of dress. They kept passing thru staring at me on the couch as I rubbed my cock thru my jeans. As soon as he got home, all three stopped to come sit with me. I wound up getting loaded in both ends by all 3 guys before heading home with cum dripping out of my hole...

Smegma and man smells! I would love nothing more now then to clean a nice cheesy dick! Plus love sticking my nose in some nice smelly pits!

For me, one of the best fisting films of all time was Dark Alley's Fisting Underground 3. Just the opening shot of a bunch of sexy guys in a vinyl pit, when one walks in with a full-ass tub of lube, they all slather up basically, and it's a piggy free-for-all fisting brawl. What's not to love?

Last guy that dumped a load in me has been hitting me up couple times a week. Last time he roughed up my hole a bit. Decided later on to ask if he was poz. He read the message but didnt reply for a few days and left the convo. Yesterday he hit me back saying he was poz but undetectable. Gonna try and get another load from him today. He loves when i show up with loads already in me.

My name is Will. I live in the South, in a really big small town, or a really small big town, however you want to describe the place. At the time I had just turned 30 and was very cute with dark messy hair and long eyelashes. I didn’t hang out many people so I had the reputation for being mysterious and that got me a lot of play. I also had the reputation of barebacking a lot, but everyone else was also barebacking, right? I was hanging out at one of the two gay bars in my town on a Tuesday night. This was the seedier of the two and on a Tuesday it was just a meat market. Of course I was trying to get laid. Why else would I have been there? I was sitting at the bar with my back to the pool tables trying to pick up Dave, who sort-of worked at the bar. Or at least just thought he did. Anyhow, I knew he was a big whore, he was so cute and funny that I just didn’t care - I wanted to fuck the hell out of him. I’m 5’10 and, after running a furniture store for several years my body was thick and strong. Dave was five inches shorter and looked like Peter Pan. I thought we made a great looking set, but Dave was hedging his bets. You know, trying to put off deciding who to choose because of the promise of something better coming along. I knew there wasn’t anything better coming along, but hey, we all know the type right? I had noticed he was also talking to a guy to his right, I was on his left. I looked over and the guy was really sexy, lean, clean cut and very preppy looking. He was obviously young because he bore the mark of the underage, Giant Xes on his hands in permanent marker to stop him from drinking. I was tired of Dave’s bullshit and was ready to call the night a bust, so I leaned over to Dave and told him I was calling a cab and going home. Dave said “Hey Mark," pointing at the guy to his right who was just about to leave, "I bet he’ll give you a ride.” I looked over at Mark who nodded shyly and I quietly remarked to Dave "I thought that Mark was your trick for the night." Dave whispered to me “No, you've got it wrong. Mark’s my ex, but just to warn you he loves to fuck and if you think I’m a whore, you haven’t seen anything yet!” I looked over again at Mark and thought the night might be looking but it was probably too good to be true, because although he was a slimmer than I normally went for, Mark was beautiful. With that Dave introduced us, and casually mentioned to Mark that I needed a ride home. Mark looked me up and down and quickly said "Sure, I'll give you a lift," and with that we were on our way. I just lived ten minutes from the bar so we just made a little small talk on the ride back. I asked him if Dave was a fun fuck and that relaxed him and got him talking. When we got to my place he asked if I had anything to drink, since he couldn’t get anything at the bar so I invited him to come on up. We had a couple shots of Everclear and were chasing with a Corona, and Mark told he had asked Dave to hook us up earlier and reached over and kissed me. We made out for a few minutes and I said we should go to the bedroom and we did. I took his clothes off. It's one of my things. I love to undress a guy. He was fucking perfect: tall, smooth, and a nine inch dick. It wasn't fair. He was fuckin' perfect. When I took my shirt off he ran his hands over my chest and stomach and said “I love fucking muscle guys!” Up until this point I had thought I was topping. "You’re a top?" I asked. “Yeah man, I don’t get fucked” he replied. "What makes you think I do?" I replied. "Oh, people talk" he casually remarked as he started pulling at my nipples. Damn people did talk. Playing with my nipples was the sure way to make me take a dick and a few people knew that. No matter what I was in the mood for, if you played with my nipples enough I would let you fuck. It wasn’t long before he had pushed my back on the bed, pulled my pants off and had my legs on his shoulders. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my asshole and the pushed the head of his dick in. I couldn’t believe this kid. I barely knew him, and his bare cock was deep in my hole. He was so young and sweet I was sure it would be okay. He was good at it too. He worked that big dick in my ass till I was whimpering for it harder and harder. The more he fucked the less innocent he seemed, and the mantra he kept saying, “Fucking you bareback is so hot!” only added to the excitement. After a few minutes I suddenly felt really wet and warm inside, he had cum in my ass with no warning. "Did you just cum in me" I asked him, but he didn't seem to hear me, and just kept on pumping. There was something about that, about him loading my ass up without even clearing doing so with me. Man I wanted more. He must have seen that I was losing control cause he got ready to blow the second load he let me know “Fuck man I’m cumming, take all of it man, all of it! Fuck here it is, here its is!” With that my ass was flooded a second time. After he caught his breath he commented “I didn’t think you take my load like that man!” Not that he gave me much choice. Fuck, I thought. He pulled out and fell in bed beside me, pulled me on my side and spooned me, with my ass leaking his own cum out onto his slicked up dick and that’s how we fell asleep. I woke in the middle of the night with Mark pushing the head of his dick back into my ass for round three. When he blew in me again he left his dick in me and we fell back asleep like that. When I woke up the next morning he was gone. I didn’t hear from him in the next few days so I just chalked it up to a hot one-nighter and man, was it hot. Two weeks went by and I was trying to pick up a guy on Saturday night at the better of the two bars in town. He was a pretty guy, a little on the stocky side but I loved that and he had a great ass. To my surprise he turned me down, saying "No man, I heard you are positive!” I told him that I didn’t know where he had heard that but it wasn’t true. He replied “No, Mark told everybody that he fucked you without a condom a few weeks ago. He said he felt really bad about doing it, but you let him nut in you three times and never even asked. Everyone knows Mark is positive, man!” I tried to play it off like it never happened, but my face was on fire and I just walked away. Sure enough, a few weeks late I came down with the flu. 'Fuck', I thought. This is a true story. But what do you think? Is it the end, or the beginning?

You will always have these types of guys, I get slut shawmed all the time for changing my sex, but I have come to wear it as a badge of honor. I look at these people and I know they are jelous as they don't have the nerves to live our lives as cumdumpee or givers that will happily give you there seed. So they become keyboard bullies so they can feel good about themselves. Time and time again I have mentioned that I was fucked BB all through the AIDS pandemic, never got AIDS back then did pick up my fair share of STI/STD's back then. I do take PReP now just because I am so promiscuous. I also get tested once a month for all the nasty bugs related to sex So stay strong in your commitment.

Are you serious ??? Five G's a scene in the '80's ??? No wonder that one guy drove a Ferrari !!! We all thought some sugar daddy bought it for him .....

Almost all the major studios are gone. Porn stars from the 80s and early 90s made more money than those making videos today. That's one of the reasons things like Only Fans have taken off - because guys create their own content and then hopefully can get enough followers to make it a living. It's equally important to know something about marketing and social media because if no one is aware of you, there will not be any paying customers. Raging Stallion used to have "contract" performers but those days of having a guaranteed number of videos per year are long gone....

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Part 3 A giant, muscular man with tattoos scattered all over his arms and chest entered. He was maybe only in his late 20s or early 30s and was easily over 6’, dressed in a skin-tight muscle shirt, stained gray sweatpants, black crew socks, and running shoes. He had jet black hair slicked back and wore a golden cross necklace, and kept his sunglasses on the entire time. “This is my buddy, Jack,” Daddy Tony said with a grin. “Used to work for me and just got out of prison a few months ago for selling drugs and pimping out his girlfriend. I invited him over because he knows even more guys who’d be willing to pay to use a little faggot bitch.” “You giving me a job?” Jack sneered. “As long as the little faggot doesn’t snitch on me like that whore did.” “That’s because you always let the guys cum inside her and your girl kept getting knocked up. Believe me, this little pussy boy’s happy to get abused to make you some cash. Right, bitch?” Daddy Tony yelled, and I nodded eagerly, excited to be used by a hunk like Jack. “We’ll see about that,” Jack said, immediately enticed by the idea of pimping me out. Jack ripped off his sweatpants, showing off legs of a bodybuilder and a massively thick, uncut dick that looked almost 10” even just semi-hard. He kicked off his shoes, crawling between my legs. “Damn, this boy is dirty. What’d you do to him?” “Got him high, filled him with loads and piss and let a bunch of dirty johns use him.” “Not gonna rinse him off?” “Maybe a quick rinse before I take him to out later tonight, but a whore like him is just gonna get dirtied again soon anyway. I want him to be the trashiest, most used slut on the block so that only the fucking sleaziest motherfuckers will wanna fuck him.” “Hey, watch who you’re calling sleazy,” Jack laughed. “Please… please hurt me, daddy,” I whimpered. “Wow, fucking SLUT! You better be careful what you wish for boy, cuz I’m not gonna have any mercy,” Jack said. And with that, he hoisted me up effortlessly, spread my one leg over the sink, and shoved my face into the cold bathroom wall. His grip was so strong I could tell that resisting him wouldn’t even do a thing. “You got poppers, boy? You’re gonna need ‘em.” “Here.” Daddy Tony handed them to him, and Jack forced it under my nostrils one at a time while Daddy Tony went and prepped a towel of maximum impact in the other room. Everytime I felt like Jack was gonna withdraw the poppers, he kept switching to the other nostril. “You’re gonna fucking keep doing it til he comes back, slut.” I could barely see by the time the maximum impact was on my face. Everything was blurry, distorted, and small specks of light scattered my vision, but I was insatiable. I suddenly felt a breeze on my hole, as if it was the only part of my body I could feel, and it puckered begging for cock. Jack could see the change in my face, and I could only hear him mutter, “Fuck yeah, you’re not even gonna know what’s happening, bitch.” Once the towel was ready, he wrapped it around my face and pressed my face into the wall, forcing me to huff the cold chemicals. I could tell that only with the chemicals was Jack’s dick able to fit inside me without being excruciating. “Take it, slut.” And without warning, he began pounding me with the intention of ripping and damaging my pussy. His dick made loud sloshing noises as he pounded in me. I moaned uncontrollably into the towel as he spanked me as hard as he can. “Fuck, so full of cum, you nasty whore. It’s dripping out and clinging to my dick.” “Ng! Uh – ungh! Ahh!” I yelped, louder than I did with any of the previous men as I felt his monster dick bruising and shredding my insides, ripping past my inner sphincters. I felt pain in my limp dick as my jockstrap pressed against the sink while he railed me, one hand on the back of my head while the other held my waist. He licked and slurped my ear and neck, ignoring my cries. “Take it, you fucking whore. You said you like getting used? Then fucking take it!” Jack roared as he slammed into me, tightening his grip on me. He pulled all the way out, thrust all the way in, eliciting a scream, before he threw me on the floor on all fours. “Arch your back. Show off that cunt,” he demanded. I did so, pointing my hole up to him. I felt the warmth of his solid body surround my naked body as he plunged deep into me. I screamed. “Shut up, bitch. Just take my cock.” He ripped off one of his socks and gagged me with it. He wrapped one arm around my torso to stabilize me while he raised his other hand and brought it down hard on my face. He was much stronger than the other guys and didn’t hold back, and it was only because of the sock in my mouth that my teeth didn’t get knocked out. I was still seeing stars when another smack came from the other side, immediately followed by him slamming my face into the floor as he pummeled me. I screamed through the gag, but my cries only made him fuck me harder and smack me more. Completely straddling me, he impaled down into me while he stepped on my face with one foot. Fap, fap, fap – like a pogo stick, he pummeled into me as my insides lit on fire, sending me into a pleasure I could’ve never imagined. Never had a cock hurt me so good, and all I could think about is how it felt so good to be with Jack instead of Ben at that moment. My eyes rolled back into my head as my body rocked back and forth, slipping around in the oil and hard linoleum. Daddy Tony returned with a little baggy of tina and dug out a large rock. “Open your mouth, slut. You need more drugs. Daddy’s gonna waste you tonight. Fuck, Daddy’s gonna waste you all week.” He ripped the sock out of my mouth and between moans, he stuck the rock down my throat roughly with his finger. A harsh chemical taste filled every airway in my head, and with his finger in my mouth, I wretched and gagged. “Swallow it. Swallow it,” Tony demanded, and I did everything I could to keep it down. His finger was quickly followed by his filthy dick, filling me with the stench of a junkie who hasn’t showered in days. Layers of harsh odors flooded my face, including the wonderful stench of stale semen and chem sweat. He immediately started pissing, washing the rock down my gullet. Dark, almost brownish piss overflowed from my mouth, dripping on the floor. “Fucking nasty!” Jack roared from behind as he shoved my head hard into Tony’s dick. Daddy Tony stretched my mouth open, one thumb on each side as he pissed. He groaned with relief as Jack pumped even harder, his jaw clenched in concentration as he rammed my sloppy hole. Jack straddled me and got in my ear, his hard warm muscle constricting my slim, smooth, greasy figure. He put his mouth right behind my ear as he pumped, getting so close to the stream of piss that he likely caught a couple drops on his face. My eyes glared wide open, tweaked out of my mind and arching my back as hard as I can into Jack’s iron pole, hungrily slurping as much piss as I can from a never-ending stream that lasted over a minute. Finally, when he was done pissing down my gullet, Daddy Tony wiped his dick on my lips and knelt down until we were eye level. He looked as tweaked as I was, his eyes rabidly bulging, pupils dilated and soulless. Sweat dripped down his gray, leathery face into his beard. He balled up a wad of slimy, foamy spit, eyes filled with rage, and sprayed me all over my face, slightly blurring my vision as a thick thread dangled from my eyelash. I could tell there was no humanity in his body at that moment, just like me. It felt ridiculous that even he was once innocent, however long ago that might have been. Now, he was a filthy, cracked out deviant who wanted to violate and corrupt. “Tell me, boy. When is your man gonna notice you’re gone?” “He probably already does,” I gasped. “I haven’t checked texts in hours.” Daddy Tony started taking a video on his phone, the flash pointed right at my face. “I’m gonna send a video to your husband of you drugged up moaning like a SLUT, getting fucked in my piss on my bathroom floor. Then we’re gonna give you lots of drugs and make some money putting babies in that nasty cunt.” “FUCK yeah!” Jack roared. “Fuckk… I hope you get thrown onto the street once he sees me fucking you. We’ll take care of you real good, babe. If only we could knock you up, I’d be able to rent you for so fucking much.” “Not even good for breeding,” Daddy Tony spat. “The faggot’s just a toilet.” “FUCK DIRTY NASTY WHORE! TAKE MY NUT!” Jack hollered as he clenched me tight. He grabbed my hair and rammed me recklessly, one arm around my neck, 3 fingers of his other hand jammed down my throat. Even his fingers were muscular, not even slightly affected by my gagging. “Say hi to your husband, you fucking faggot!” I tried unsuccessfully to focus my eyes on the flash, gurgling a barely audible, “Hrr Brrn.” As he slid out, I felt the warm cream against my pussy lips, which made a little pop when his head came out. Spunk tinged with yellow from being churned with chem piss, trickled down my balls, staining my jockstrap, leaking a few droplets onto the ground. Jack scooped the drops up with a finger and jammed them in my cunt, eliciting a yelp from the sudden bony intrusion.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Brings Home Friends Paul, Matt and Travis aren’t exactly a throuple. There is no romance among them – just friendship and good sex. All three guys like to go out to the city’s few gay bars together. Sometimes they go home together, sometimes the go home separately; but mostly those nights Matt and Travis go home to fuck while Paul seduces a new guy. Over the weeks, Matt is less surprised at Paul’s conquests – jocks, twinks, twunks, daddies, bears, otters, couples, friends, a set of twins and their other brother, etc. Paul gets a lot of ass. In conversation, Paul claims that he gets almost all the guys to give it up bareback. Matt believes him given how easily he spread his ass and took Paul’s bare cock the first time they met. Tonight, Matt and Travis left Paul at the bar with some guys he just met. Travis was rubbing Matt’s hole in the bar and Matt is very horny to get fucked. They are barely inside the door before Travis cock is down Matt’s throat and Matt is giving him a sloppy blowjob while Travis leans against the living room wall. Matt is concentrating on making Travis’ cock wet so it slides in his ass easily. He is sucking hard as it leaves his mouth and pushing a lot of spit back on as he takes it make in his mouth. Matt is just going for it and Travis is moaning. All of a sudden, Travis cums in Matt’s mouth. Matt is surprised because he wanted it in his ass; but Matt swallows most of Travis’ load while some drips from his mouth. Matt comes off Travis’ cock and looks up in surprise. Travis says, “I’m sorry. Your blowjob was so hot that I couldn’t stop.” Matt smiles, cum and saliva still on his mouth and face. Matt says, “I get your second load in my ass.” Travis smiles and says, “Give me a few minutes.” They laugh. Matt gets off his knees, goes to the bedroom to get undressed, leaves his briefs on because they look sexy as fuck on his ass and comes back out. He goes to pour the guys a couple drinks and comes back to the couch. He and Travis sit next to each other – Matt in his briefs and Travis in jeans and his tee. They turn on some music and chat for awhile. “One More Time” by Daft Punk starts and Matt immediately reacts. Matt loves this song. He stands to sway to the beat. Travis smiles at him. Matt gets up and starts dancing while Travis watches. Travis stands up and grabs Matt’s hips. The boys start to dance to the song together. Travis turns Matt around and grinds his crotch into Matt’s ass. Matt reaches back to feel Travis cock getting harder. He unzips the jeans and Travis lets them fall and steps out of them. As he does, Matt drops his briefs. Travis cock is hard now in his boxers. He grinds his hard cock against Matt’s naked ass. Travis says, “You have the hottest ass I’ve ever fucked.” Matt says, “You’re going to fuck my ass again in a few minutes.” Travis says, “Fuck yeah I am. Go get the lube and poppers. I want to watch your ass as you do.” Matt goes to the bedroom, grabs the lube and poppers from the nightstand, leaving the unused condoms there. Travis has fucked Matt bareback ever since Matt spread his legs for him the first night they hooked up. Matt likes it when Travis cums in his ass. Matt smiles as he leaves them in the drawer and closes it. He goes back to Travis, who is sitting on the couch stoking his cock out of his boxer flap. Matt hands Travis the lube and opens the poppers and takes two long hits in each nostril. Travis watches, lubes his cock and says, “Ride me Matty.” Matt straddles Travis’ cock, lines it up with his ass and slides down it. Travis loves how Matt looks when he rides his cock. Matt so clearly loves being fucked. Matt is feeling the poppers as his ass opens to take Travis cock in him. As he slides down to Travis balls, Matt moans a slow, “Ohhhhhhh. Fuuuuuckkkkkk.” Matt begins to ride Travis slowly. He needed this ever since Travis started playing with his hole at the bar. He takes another hit of poppers and with Travis’ hands on his ass cheeks, he begins to bounce of Travis cock. He is moaning. Travis takes the poppers and does a couple hits. Both boys are feeling the popper rush. They hear the door open and Paul laughs and says, “Don’t let us stop you.” Matt looks back and sees Paul at the door with the three guys he was at the bar with. Matt looks back at Travis, Travis holds the poppers up to Matt’s nose and Matt does a couple more hits. He rides Travis cock for a few more minutes. Matt is stroking his cock as he rides Travis. Travis is thrusting into Matt now. Matt says, “I’m gonna cum.” Travis says, “Me too. Tell me you want it.” Matt says, “Cum inside me. Breed me.” Travis grabs Matt’s hips and pulls him down on his cock. Travis cums in Matt’s ass and Matt starts cumming on Travis’s tee shirt. The guys with Paul cheer and laugh. Matt lifts off Travis cock and it slides out of him and some cum slides from Matt’s hole. Everyone can see Matt was riding bareback and got bred. Travis gets up off the couch and says, “I’m gonna shower.” Matt leans back on the couch recovering in a post haze fuck. He is naked, but doesn’t think about it at first since he has been mostly naked in Travis and Paul’s apartment for weeks. Paul takes the guys to the kitchen to put away their liquor and make some drinks. He calls out to Matt, “Want a drink?” Matt gets off the couch and goes into the kitchen and says, “Yeah thanks.” The guys tell Matt how hot that was to watch. They all agree. One of them says, “I wish I was dating someone so I could have unprotected sex.” Matt blushes and says, “Yeah it feels so much better.” Paul says, “Yeah it does Matt, you love getting fucked bareback don’t you?” Matt looks at Paul, wondering if Paul is going to want to fuck him in front of these guys. Matt says, “Yeah I do.” Paul smiles and says, “Travis load still in you?” Matt says yes and leans on the kitchen counter. Paul opens his jeans, puts his cock at Matt’s hole and slides in raw. The other guys watch as Matt takes Pauls’ fuck. Paul says, “Don’t worry guys. I have enough cock to fuck you later.” Matt feels this is going to be a quick fuck. He braces himself against the counter, spreads his legs a bit and lets Paul’s cock sink all the way in his ass. Paul fucks Matt like this for a few minutes and cums deep in Matt’s ass and he groans loudly. Matt and Paul disentangle themselves and go turn back to the boys. One black haired guy is staring at Paul’s cock and the two blondes are staring at Matt’s ass. Travis comes in from the shower and says, “I guess it’s gonna be one of those nights.” Matt looks at Travis to see if that was meant in jest or if he’s hurt. He can’t really tell, but Travis cock is tenting his shorts some. Matt gives Travis his own untouched drink. Paul makes Matt another. The guys start chatting with each other and with Travis. Travis asks Paul what caused this impromptu party and Paul says “There was some drama at the bar so we came back here for a few drinks and maybe some fun.” The black haired boy who had been staring at Paul’s cock after he’d fucked Matt says, “Didn’t realize the fun would start before the drinks.” The boys chuckle nervously. Paul kisses the black haired boy. Matt whispers to Travis, “Paul can sniff out the bottoms easily.” Travis chuckles. Travis says, “Let’s go sit down.” Travis takes the chair, the two blonde twinks take the couch, Paul stands behind the now shirtless black haired boy and is rubbing his sides and back. Matt realizes he is still naked, sees his briefs on the floor, blushes and bends over to pick them up. Travis says, “Don’t bother putting them on Matt. Come sit on my lap.” Matt sits on Travis’ lap and can feel Travis is hard again. The blonde twinks are watching Matt’s lithe runners’ body and are clearly hard in their shorts. One of the blonde twinks asks Matt how it feels to have cum inside him. Matt says, “Sometimes it makes me feel full, sometimes it makes my ass feel slick/wet like lube, and sometimes it doesn’t feel like anything. Right now I feel wet though.” Travis feels Matt’s hole and says, “Very wet.” The boys can hear Paul softly ask the black haired boy, “Do you want to feel wet inside?” The black haired boy looks into Paul’s face and says, “Yes.” Paul’s hands come around, undo the black haired boys shorts and slides the shorts and underwear to the floor. Paul says, “Spread your legs. I’m going to eat your ass.” The boy steps out of his shorts, spreads his legs and Paul drops to his knees and starts eating the guy’s ass. Matt gets hard watching the other bottom get his ass eaten. The blonde twinks are watching their friend get rimmed in front of them. They both look at each other and whip out their dicks to stroke them. Matt is watching the scene in Travis lap and feeling Travis’ cock get hard on his ass. Matt rubs his ass crack on Travis’ cock and Travis sighs appreciatively. One of the blonde twinks looks at Matt watching his cock and says, “Wanna suck it?” Matt looks at Travis, gets off his lap, bends over so his ass is facing Travis and licks the blonde’s cock. Matt says, “Tastes good.” Matt takes the cock in his mouth and the blonde twink moans. Matt reaches over to stroke the other blonde’s cock as he sucks his friend. Matt looks up at the twinks and says, “Sit closer together. I’ll suck you both.” The blondes drop their shorts and sit next to each other, hips touching, so Matt can alternate sucking their cocks. The blondes and Travis are watching naked Matt suck cock when they hear a grunt. Everyone looks over to see Paul is sliding his cock into the black haired guy, who is struggling to take it. Matt says, “Hot!” and turns around to keep sucking cock. Travis stands up, drops his shorts and slides his bare cock into Matt’s hole. Matt groans around the cock he’s sucking. Travis says, “Matt sucks dick like he’s starving, but his ass the best.” Paul is fucking the black haired guy against the wall now. Matt is sucking the blonde twinks’ cocks and getting fucked by Travis. This goes on for a few minutes. Paul says, “Wanna swap bottoms Trav?” The black haired boy looks a bit confused, but as Travis’ bare cock slides out of Matt’s ass, he stares at it and licks his lips. Paul’s bare cock slides out of his ass and the black haired guy says, “Fuck me. My ass feels empty.” Travis slides his bare cock into the black haired boy and Paul slides his cock into Matt. Matt adjusts to Paul’s cock easily. Paul is fucking Matt harder than Travis. It’s hard for Matt to suck the blonde twinks dicks now. Paul says, “Matt your ass is so great. Remember when I fucked you for the first time on this couch? How you guided my raw cock into your ass while Travis was getting us a condom, how you wanted it bare even when Travis gave us the condom, and begged for my load that night in front of Travis?” Matt says, “Yeah, it was so hot.” Paul says, “Does Travis have condoms in his room Matt?” Matt says yes. “But you aren’t using them are you? You like bare cocks in you don’t you? Matt says yes. “And if these guys want to fuck you tonight, will you make them use condoms?” Matt looks at the blonde twinks he just met tonight, feels a bit embarrassed, but remembers they already saw Paul and Travis breed his ass tonight and says, “No.” Paul says, “I’m close Matt. Want me to pull out? Matt looks at the twinks again, slightly hesitates but says, “Please cum in my ass. I want your load.” Paul grabs Matts hips, jams his cock inside him, cums in Matt’s ass, and roars a loud groan as he does. Travis turned on by the scene cums in the black haired boys ass. The black haired boy realizes he’s just been bred and says, “Oh shit, did you cum in me?” Travis says, “Yeah.” The black haired boy looks worried. He begins to feel his freshly bred ass. Paul pulls out of Matt’s ass and stands up. Matt slides his ass to the floor, turns around, leans back on the couch. Matt feels well fucked. Travis sits down and drinks his drink. Everyone is naked now. Paul goes over to the black haired boy and Paul’s hand is feeling his hole and ass saying how hot it feels. Matt is watching. He hasn’t cum since he was riding Travis earlier and he’s hard. When one of the blonde twinks leans over to kiss Matt, Matt kisses him back. The guy slides to the floor and keeps making out with Matt. Matt feels his back lowering to the floor as they make out. Matt pulls the twink on top of him, bends his legs so his feet are on the floor and his legs are on either side of the twink. The blonde’s cock is rock hard. It’s rubbing against Matt’s cock as they make out. Matt moves the blonde twink’s cock to his hole and says, “Do you want to fuck me?” The blonde doesn’t answer, but just pushes into Matt’s cum filled ass. The blonde twink looks like he’s in heaven as his cock slides all the way inside Matt. “First time fucking bareback?,” asks Paul. The blonde twink can’t answer because as he is pulling back to start fucking Matt, he starts to cum inside Matt. Matt holds the blonde twink on top of him who is clearly in ecstasy and strokes his back. The guy inside Matt says, “Oh my God! It’s still shooting. I think I’ve shot in you 7 or 8 times.” The blonde twink sighs and rests his head on Matt’s chest. Clearly in a post fuck haze. Travis looks at the other blonde stroking his hard dick and says, “You haven’t cum. You want to fuck or get fucked? I think Paul is up for some more ass.” The second blonde twink says, “I want to top.” Paul asks, “Want to fuck Matt or your friend over here?” The black haired boy looks concerned as his ass has just been offered to another guy and this time it’s his friend. The second blonde twink says, “I want Matt’s ass.” The first blonde pulls out of Matt slowly and struggles to stand up. Travis chuckles and helps him up and gives him his drink. The second blonde twink excitedly slides off the couch, positions his bare cock at Matt’s hole and slides inside him. He is balls deep quickly and fucking Matt decisively. In this position the top is rubbing Matt’s prostate directly as they fuck. Matt is moaning and leaking pre-cum as he gets fucked. He and the second blonde get a rhythm to their fuck. Matt is stroking his cock. He says, “I’m going to cum soon.” The blonde twink inside him says, “Me too.” Matt says, “Cum inside me.” The twink shudders and cries out as he cums inside Matt. Matt feels the cum on the inside walls of his ass. That feeling makes Matt shoot his load all over his abs and chest. Matt and the fourth guy to breed him tonight disentangle themselves. Matt leans on the couch for a minute while seated on the floor. Paul takes the black haired twink by his hand to the bedroom. The blonde twinks talk with Travis and Matt for a few minutes before they decide to head out. After they leave, Travis sends Matt to the bathroom to clean up. Travis goes to bed. About 15 minutes later, Matt is out of the shower and can hear the black haired guy begging Paul for his load. Matt chuckles and thinks “Once you go bare, you never go back.” He smiles and walks to Travis room and gets in bed.

I tell all the guys I fuck, if I'm in them, then I don't pull out to cum.

So hot reading your post. For years I have thought about doing that since the day I played with a guy who had done it. Damn, it was the hottest, sexiest thing I had ever done. Reading your post has got me thinking hard about doing it.

I was castrated seven months ago. I love it, something I wanted for years. I was done by a doctor in a hospital. I asked for an epidural but was told that was a problem so they knocked me out. Was hoping I would be awake as my balls were removed. Anyway it was interesting when I read my chart and learned they biopsied my balls. kinda turned me on as they described cutting them apart and described their condition. Just wish I could have watched.

THE HOLE As we stepped into the warm, dimly lit room, the smell of sweat hit us. Everyone was shirtless and most guys were not wearing pants - jocks, booty shorts, underwear. A sea of men overwhelmed the room. Nic grabbed me and pulled me over to the bar. Next to it was a table with a clothes check. We looked at each other and immediately started unbuckling. I take my jeans off and Nic drops his shorts. Both of us bulging in our jock straps while we handed the guy our clothes. We move to the bar, standing face to face, angling toward the bar. Both of our smooth swimmer jock asses exposed and guys are not shy about grabbing us, running their hands along our backs, and grabbing the band of our jocks. We both get beer and move to the back of the room. Standing face to face against a wall, drinking our beer and taking in the room. Me – I fuckin’ love this place. Nic – Me too. I’m so fucking glad we came here! Me – Me too. Glad we’re here together. Nic – Same bro. I’m so glad you’re into this kind of place. Me – I’m into everything about this place! We both laugh. We’re loving the attention and gently press our bulges together. Nic – I think we’re going to get into trouble here. Me – Oh, how much trouble? Nic – Loads of trouble. Nic grabs my harness, jerking me toward him, pulling me in for a kiss. I eagerly kiss him back, responding to his tongue and running my free hand down his side. His entire body is absolutely perfect. Nic – So you really like being a slut, Braden? I nod at him, grinning. I kiss him again. Nic looks over at a hallway off to the back of the room, next to the bathroom. Nic – Let’s see what kind of slut you are. Me – Hell yes, as long as you come with me! Nic – I wouldn’t miss it! We finish our beer and leave the glasses on the bar. As we walk toward the hallway by the bathroom, I can feel everyone looking at us. It might only be in my mind, but I can sense it. Nic holds my hand as we walk into the small dark room. As he squeezes it, I feel the amazing joy of his touch with the excitement of what I am about to do. I can tell he is just as excited as I am and I love that I don’t have to worry about being judged. He wants me to be a nasty slut and I really want to see how far he’ll go. The room is busy and it’s dark, but not too dark to tell what’s going on. A couple guys fucking in the corner, some oral, and one guy is getting whipped with his hands tied to the wall. We are immediately surrounded by guys. I grin at Nic and drop to my knees. I open my mouth and pull the first cock I see over to my lips. Immediately taking it into my mouth, I suck it down my throat. Looking up, I see Nic making out with the guy I’m blowing. His thick cock tastes amazing and I grab a dick to my right and reach for Nic’s cock with my left hand. He helps me out, pulling his cock from his jock and slapping it on my face. I pull off the guy I’m sucking to get at Nic’s cock. I look up at him as I slowly take his beautiful 8-inch dick into my mouth. He looks down at me, smiling. Nic – Yeah Braden, fuckin’ suck my dick you slut! Nic moans out as I take his cock right into my throat. His beautiful smooth teen cock tastes so good. So fresh and delicious. The precum is sweet and flowing. I bob up and down on his cock for longer than I realize. He pulls my head off his cock and slides down to meet me on his knees. We kiss, moaning into each other’s mouths. I can feel guys running their hands over me, through my hair, and I feel a finger probe my ass. Nic – You had me too close to cumming. I don’t want to shoot this first load too soon! Me – Fair, but I definitely want to make you cum. Nic – Oh you will. Now suck that cock! Nic pushes my mouth onto the closest dick and takes another in his mouth. Both of us are on our knees, side by side, sucking dick with our backs pressed against the wall. Nic pulls his mouth off the dick and strokes it, looking at me. I do the same. He leans over and wispers in my ear. Nic – You look so hot with your mouth on that random dick! Nic is sucking some fit daddy and I have my lips pressed into a mid-30s cub with a hairy body. Great uncut dick, leaking tons of precum. Nic stands up. I do the same. We both stand face to face with our hands on each other’s harnesses. I feel hands on my hips and someone presses a bottle of poppers between me and Nic. We both lean in and take a deep hit. I look down and see someone holding Nic’s waist. I feel a hard raw dick slapping my lower back and running along my ass. Nic smiles and nods at me. Nic – Fuck Braden, you gonna do it? You gonna let him fuck you bareback? Me – Mmm, is that what you want to see me do? Take this guy’s cock? A couple guys nearby groan and moan, hissing “fuck yeah!” and “Do it you sluts!” I look around and there is a thick wall of guys shoulder to shoulder watching us. Nic and I stare right into each other. Me - I want it! Nic – Oh fuck, Braden, he’s in me! I feel the cock behind me pressing on my hole. I relax, letting him in. He slides in with a steady push and bottoms out. I groan, feeling the perfection of a random raw dick starting to fuck me. Me – Fuck yeah babe, he’s in me too! Fuck that feels so good! Nic – Fuck yeah Braden, take that raw dick you slutty faggot! We stare into each other as we both get fucked. I moan. Nic moans. I feel the sweaty hairy belly of the guy fucking me, grinding on my smooth, slick back. It feels perfect. I love that I’m not even looking at the guy fucking me, just starring right back at Nic. Watching him take it like a very experienced slut. Guys are jerking off around us, some are slapping their cocks on our hips, smearing precum on our jocks. My mouth slightly open, moaning as I milk the raw dick that is pounding my hole. Me – Yes, fuck me! Oh give me that dick, please! HARDER!! My harness is grabbed and I’m shoved forward, my head slamming into Nic. Our faces pressed together hard, and we love it. I take his tongue in my mouth and we both moan into each other. The guy fucking me slaps my ass, hard. I yelp as he does and slams into me harder, turning me to face the wall. I put both hands up to the wall and look to my right, seeing Nic’s smooth fit body being used by a gorgeous black muscle daddy. The guy fucking me grabs my hair, pulling it hard as he long strokes in and out. Hissing at me, he asks “You want me to cum up your ass, you fucking slut?” I just moan and push back on his cock. Nic – Fuck yeah, shoot your load into that faggot’s hole. Unload in him…he loves it! The guy fucking Nic leans over and says something into his ear, but I can’t tell what it is. Nic – Yeah man, I don’t care. I don’t think he does either. Braden, you want this guy to pump his cum deep in your ass, right? Me – Fuck yes! I want it! Nic – Cause you’re a nasty cumdump that let’s anyone cum inside you? Me – Hell yes. Mmmm I love taking loads, babe! Nic – Fuck yeah, you bitch! You take any load no matter what, right? Me – Fuck yeah. Always! Nic – Fuck yeah you do, you dirty fucking skank! Man, I love seeing you like this! We both moan, grinning at each other, milking the raw dicks that are using our holes. Me – Fuck yes, please cum in me. Pump your load deep into my fucking guts man. I want you to! Nic – Oh fuck yeah, do us both. Fucking blow it in us, please! We need it! The guy fucking me spits on my cheek and screams out. Grabbing my harness and jerking me back hard, he groans and slams in, holding his cock hard inside me. I can feel his dick throbbing, making my body melt while he shoots his load balls deep inside me. I look at Nic and we’re both moaning. The guy fucking my date is clearly cumming inside him right now. We both nod at each other. After about a minute they pull out of us. I immediately drop to my knees and turn. Both of them put their cocks in my face. Eagerly, I clean them off. Nic smiles down at me, watching me lick both of the cocks that just bred us nice and clean, tasting four different flavors of cum and ass. Without saying anything, they both turn and walk away. I stand up and the crowd seems to just naturally pull us deeper into the room. We are moved toward two parallel benches. I step away from Nic and kneel down on a bench. Nic does the same. I look over at him as I feel a guy step up behind me. I don’t even look to see who it is. I’m just looking at Nic, seeing a guy step up behind him too. As if they did it on purpose, both of them push their raw dicks into us. Sliding easily into our cunts. We moan and smile at each other. A couple dicks are pushed into our faces. We turn our heads to open our mouth and start sucking. The fucking is intense and hard. The dick pushing into my throat is hard. My hair grabbed as this sleazy looking bald guy starts to fuck my face. I moan, loving the taste of his bumpy dick, working his piss slit with my tongue, worshiping his cock. There is so much precum, it’s hard to believe. He’s moaning a lot. Then suddenly, without any noise or words, his cock erupts in my mouth, shooting cum down my throat. I eagerly suck it all down and then feel another load of cum spraying my face. The cock in my ass shoves in hard and throbs. The cock from my mouth pulls out, followed by the one from my ass. I feel empty. But it is only a couple seconds until I feel the familiar push of another dick at my ass. I let him in right away and he sinks in balls deep. I open my mouth and take the next dick into my throat. Blissed out, I continue. Loving every second. Every taste. Every feel. Begging for every load. To be continued…

Part 3 "You've got a great ass." The guy said to Matt as they were standing in line for drinks at the club. Matt turned around and this really sexy blonde, toned guy was looking back at him. Matt blushed and smiled. "Thank you. My name is Matt. What's yours?" The blonde guy said his name was John. John then leaned in and kissed Matt. Matt kissed back and spread his lips taking John's tongue in his mouth. Matt could taste that John had been drinking. Matt thought I guess this guy has some liquid courage. Matt enjoyed making out with John. When it was their turn for drinks, Matt leaned over the bar to get tell the bartender their order. John's hand immediately went down Matt's jeans. Matt swatted at John's hands, but John found Matt's hole. He rubbed it. Matt turned around with the drinks. John removed his hand and took his cocktail. The boys moved to a spot along the wall. John said, "Thanks for the drinks. I'll get the next round." They finished their drinks and made out against the wall. The boys hands were all over each other. John and Matt were back in line for drinks and making out. Matt is hit with a piece of fruit and ice. He stops kissing. Looks at John. They look around. It's "geek chic" and a couple other guys staring at Matt and John and throwing bar fruit and ice from their drinks at them. They are both pissed. Matt thinks, "what the fuck is this about? "geek chic" won't even really talk to me, much less date me; why is this happening?" He gets his cocktail and they go talk to the guys. One guy grabs John and walks away with him. This leaves Matt with "geek chic" who turns around to get a cocktail, ignoring Matt. Matt waits for him to order and then says, "What's going on? What was that all about?" "Geek chic" says that's my best friend you are making out with. The guy he's talking to right now is his boyfriend." Matt is shocked. Matt tries to explain that he didn't know John has a boyfriend. "Geek chic" says it's a fucked up situation, but just don't make it worse, ok. Matt agrees, apologizes again and tries to hug "geek chic" who brushes him off. Matt is annoyed now. Matt takes his drink and goes to dance with his friends, telling them what happened. A few songs later, Matt feels a guy grabbing his hips to dance with him. He looks back. It's John. John leans in and kisses him. Matt forgets for a minute and dances his ass back on John. Then Matt remembers and asks John where his boyfriend is. John says, "I don't care. He's such a prude. He won't even kiss me in public." John kisses Matt again. Matt opens his lips again easily for John's tongue. They make out for awhile. Matt likes how John feels against him. John and Matt break the kiss. John leans in and says, "I hope your ass spreads as easily as your lips do." Matt laughs and says, "What makes you think I'm a bottom?" John says, "People talk." as he nods towards "geek chic." Matt is surprised. "Geek chic" and the boyfriend and another friend are standing like 2 feet away. Clearly they'd been watching the make out session and dancing. They all look pissed. Matt is embarrassed to be caught making out with John again, but also embarrassed that "geek chic" may have told John that Matt let him fuck him bareback. Matt walks away. He finds a friend in line for drinks and gives him money for 4 shots and a drink. The friend and Matt do two shots each as Matt tells the friend about John and the boyfriend. Matt doesn't mention barebacking with "geek chic" since that is way too slutty to share. The friend commiserates with Matt and advises that they just go dance and ignore John and his friends. Matt agrees, but wants to go to the bathroom first. There is a line for the bathroom - as always in this club - and Matt waits against the wall. John finds Matt again and kisses him. Matt pushes John off lightly because the situation is so annoying. Matt drinks his cocktail and says, "John this is annoying. Just go be with your boyfriend." John says, "He left me here." Matt says, "Oh I'm sorry, but don't you live in the suburbs (they had talked while they made out)," John says, "Yeah. I'll take the train home tomorrow." Matt says, "But where are you staying tonight? With "geek chic"?" John says, "Yes. Unless I get a better offer." John smiles are Matt and feels his hip. Matt looks sharply at John indicating that isn't going to happen. John gets in line with Matt for the bathroom. They keep talking. John is really sexy. Matt's resolve is weakening. John can tell Matt is going to give it up tonight. John leans in and licks Matt's neck and says, "You are so sexy." When Matt is done in the bathroom, he waits for John to finish. Matt knows he shouldn't wait for John, but he waits anyway. John comes out, sees Matt waiting and kisses him. He leans in and grabs Matt's ass. John says, "Let's go to your place." Matt agrees. On the way out of the bar, Matt grabs condoms from the free jar and some lube packets. John smiles at Matt when we sees Matt grab the condoms and lube, "Are we using those tonight? Are you going to spread your ass for me?" Matt blushes, "Maybe." John kisses him. Back at Matt's apartment, the guys are naked fast. They get in the shower to clean off the club smells. John and Matt are kissing and making out. John's got a couple fingers in Matt already. John turns Matt to the wall and starts to eat Matt's hole. After the fingers, John's tongue feels soft and amazing. Matt is moaning. Matt says, "Let's dry off and go to my bed." They do. Matt grabs lube and condoms from his jeans and throws them on the bed. John puts Matt on his back, bends back his legs and starts eating Matt's ass again. Matt is loving every minute of this. It's been about a week since Bill fucked him. Matt is craving cock. John's cock is big. Almost 9" as Matt estimates because he couldn't get it all in his mouth earlier. John comes off Matt's ass and climbs up so his body is between Matt's legs, cock resting by his hole and John kisses Matt. John says, "Are you going to let me fuck you?" Involuntarily Matt spreads his legs wider at the question and says, "yes." John says, "You spread your legs and lips easily enough, now spread your ass for me." Matt reaches down and gets the lube and condom, hands them to John, and then reaches for his ass and spreads his cheeks. John opens the lube and puts some on Matt's ass, fingering some into Matt. Matt closes his eyes. John says, "Can I fuck you bareback for a bit? Just for a bit. I want to try it and you look so sexy." Matt's eyes pop open as he looks at John searchingly, wondering if "geek chic" told this secret too. John is lubing his large cock and looking at Matt. Matt has not said anything. He's just looking at John lubing his cock. John leans forward and kisses Matt. He puts the condom in Matt's hand. John lines his cock up to Matt's willing hole and pushes in the tip. Matt winces at John's size. John's face makes an "O" and he says, "Fuck your ass is so warm." John then says, "Just tell me when you want me to wear the rubber. I'll pull out and wrap up." John pushes more of his cock into Matt. Matt relaxes as this big cock invades his ass. Soon Matt feels John's balls on his ass. John is all the way inside him. Matt loves feeling this full. It barely hurts. Matt has taken big cocks before but the friction was always too much. John's cock feels so smooth. John starts fucking Matt. Matt is kissing John as John fucks him. He is holding John's ass with one hand and the condom with the other. Matt feels the length pulling out of his ass and returning with a shove, hitting his prostate. The boys are moaning in each others mouths. Matt drops the condom and puts his other hand on John's back. Matt feels the taut muscles in John's back as he is getting fucked. John and Matt fuck this way for awhile. John pulls out all the way, puts more lube on his cock, and tells Matt to get up doggie. Matt does. Matt sees the condoms on his bed, on his nightstand and on the floor. None of the condoms are on John's cock as Matt feels it slide back inside him. Matt moans and says, "You feel so good inside me." John says, "Your ass is amazing. I trying so hard not to cum too soon." Matt looks back at John as he says this, thinking maybe I should ask him to wear a condom now. He picks a condom off the bed. As he does, John hits Matt's prostate again, a moan escapes Matt's mouth and John kisses him deeply. The boys fuck this way for a few more minutes. John says, "I can't hold out much longer. I'm going to cum in your ass." Matt says, "Fucking cum in my ass." John explodes inside Matt. His fucking gets slower. The tight muscles relax and John slides out of Matt. 20 minutes later, Matt is riding John's cock again with John on his back. Matt is taking it bareback again. Matt is moaning like a slut. John says, "You like taking raw cock in your ass huh?" Matt says, "Fuck yeah. It feels so much better." John says, "Damn right it does." Matt is close. He's stroking his cock as he is riding John. John says, "Don't cum until I'm ready. I want you to cum on me while you beg me to cum inside you." Matt bites his lip and slows down his jerking. He works his ass muscles on John's cock. Matt asks, "Are you close?" John says, "Yeah. Tell me what you want." Matt says, "I want you to cum inside. While I'm riding your big bare cock. I want you to breed my ass." As Matt says this his cock jerks and he starts to cum. John grabs Matt's hips and thrusts up just as Matt's insides spasm on John's bare cock. John shoots another load into Matt. 45 minutes later John is shooting another load into Matt. At 4 am and 7am, Matt is taking more loads from John. At 11am, Matt wakes up. John is gone. He left a note. "You are a sexy fuck."

After Shawn shared his toxic load, Rik left the PEP pills on the bedstand - the three that were soaked in Rik’s cum and the other three. Rik got cleaned up, and then the Brad and Justin tended to adult responsibilities around the apartment … there was stuff that had to get done, so they did it. When it was bedtime and the three studs were climbing in bed, Justin noticed the PEP pills were still on the bedstand. “Rik, don’t forget to take your meds. Your PEP window is closing fast.” Brad said, “You’re not going to take them, are you?” Rik pulled them close and said, “It doesn’t make sense for me to fight something I really want. I want your infection more than anything on this earth. Brad, please stop your meds, like Justin did. Both you guys can let your viral load climb to toxic levels. I want to seroconvert from your poz cum. Will you guys do that for me?” Brad looked at Rik and said, “I’ve secretly always wanted to poz you. From the moment we got together, I wanted to share my DNA with you and convert you. I only took meds to be undetectable because you were neg. I didn’t think you would be ok with me getting a biohazard tattoo, and that’s only reason why I don’t.” Justin said, “Brad’s no lying. He told me many times after our support group meeting that he fantasized all the time about sharing his infection with you, but didn’t want to lose you.” Rik said, “It’s settled then. If Shawn’s load converts me, that’s fine. But I want you guys to breed me as much as you can until I do convert. I want your disease.” Brad’s cock was rock hard hearing this from his boyfriend. He said, “Then we have work to get done. Get on your back and let me in.” While Brad was working his cock inside Rik’s battered hole, Justin was lying alongside the boys, making out with Rik. Justin tweaked Rik’s nips and said, “Once you convert you need to get your nipples pierced. Deal?” Rik could just nod his head in agreement. Justin continued, “You need a tattoo as well to celebrate your big decision too.” Brad said, “He has to earn his biohazard, let’s not jump the gun.” Justin said, “Rik is such a fucking pervert, he got off when we wrote “Neg4Poz” “Cum Slut” and “Poz Me” in magic marker on his back. My vote is he gets a tattoo on his back saying “Poz Loads” and then have an arrow point down to his asshole.” Brad said, “Fuck … you’re going to make me cum!” Rik said, “Come on, stud. Breed your poz cum into me!” It was then that Brad shot the first poz load into his boyfriend that was meant to actually transmit his virus. As his load boiled in his nuts and started to inject Rik, there was no feeling of concern about Rik’s future. The goal of this orgasm was to spread his disease to his boyfriend. He thrust his hips against Rik’s hole like never before. He was fucking him with new purpose. Justin shared that same purpose, and he was next to fuck Rik that night. Seroconversion couldn’t come fast enough for these three boyfriends.

If you look in person anything halfway close to the way your avatar pic looks, I'd be all over you in a sauna situation. Sexy AF. But I think the question is an interesting one. I have the "everybody looking, no one seems interested" experience in saunas, too - and I've wondered the same thing. In-person meets from online connections seem only rarely to result in a "no thanks" dynamic for me. So, musing on the question, I'm thinking perhaps there's a difference in mindset for people in that situation. I do find once I cross a certain point with someone (often getting into a cabin together) things go much better. So maybe if we intentionally seek interaction with guys, rather than trying to sense interest from them?

Exactly. Open with partner of 20+ years, but cheating is hot AF.

I might have one extra-week of vacation...Let's hope!!!

Any thoughts on Axel Abysse? Carnage 1 for example in which Axel and Trent Bloom take it in turns to fist each other's rosebud.

Go to "Your Last Load, the Backroom Edition" forum. The date of @Webster9's post is Nov. 29, 2021. It's pretty hot.....

Is this you by chance? If so, I just saw a picture of you today and then tweeted about you:

This is super hot. When I first started being a cumslut, I was in a committed relationship and would cheat every once in a while but when I started getting High with “connects” they would get me so fucken spun I wouldn’t give a shit. It took me a year to break up with him I couldn’t get myself to do it cuz it was so hot and he never found out I was about being promoted as a party slut cum dump sometimes only a few blocks from his apt

I've developed a thing for ass to mouth. Especially after a guy breeds me.

Wish I was in town, I love taking random loads there. Especially in public.

Not necessarily. Cheating is, by definition, the breaking of a rule or rules. One can have an open (ie non-monogamous) relationship that nonetheless has rules, and breaking those rules is just as much cheating. For instance: a couple might be open but agree to one or more of the following: --Never with someone we're already friends with; --Never in our own bed, which is just for us; --Never here in our hometown, but only when traveling; --Never with the same guy more than once [or twice, or whatever limit]; and so on. For that matter, one could have a closed polyamorous relationship, which by definition isn't "monogamy" [which means one sexual partner]. In such a closed polyamorous relationship, sex with an outside party (beyond those in the relationship) would be cheating because it violates the "closed" rule of the relationship.

i never pull out to shoot. It has been awhile since a guy asked me to, but I think I wound up breedin him too. Once I slide in, my boy has agreed to take my seed as far as I am concerned

This is a complete work of fiction I do not know the names of the bathhouse but I do know it is there It had been weeks since L742 had come to the facility and I have pozzed up and helped modify many slaves since then but I was curious to see how L742 had been doing since it was hauled away to its new owners. I looked at the shipping records and saw the bathhouse that bought him was here in Orlando Florida. It was only an hour away from my farm so I decided to drop in and see it. When I got to the bathhouse I went up to the counter and asked the attendant if it was possible to speak with the owner if they were in. The attendant looked me up and down and licked his lips. "Well you're in luck sir mr Walters happened to be here tonight for his routine inspection so if you would wait right here I will get him. He took another look at me before leaving the counter and in moments he walked back through the entrance door with a very handsome man. We shook hands and I introduced myself and told him I came into town curious as to the slave he had purchased. He looked at me in shock realizing I was the one who had trained their slave and who pozzed it which shortly turned into a wide grin. Kyle, this man here is to never be charged when he comes to mark him in our system so anyone who is on shift will know when they run his ID that he has a forever free membership and room here with us. Kyle smiled and complied with a look of lust when he looked at me and I knew he wanted me. Once that was settled Mr Walters walked me through and started to show me around. I could see that he paid no expense with the lounges, the pool, hot tub and the many rooms throughout the bathhouse. Mr Walters tell me what has become of L742? Please call me Jack, no need to be so formal not when it is I that is standing before slave royalty. Well Jack just call me Ethan. I will leave it to the slaves and others to treat me as much. Jack laughed and started to take me to the back of the bathhouse where I could see an employee only sign. When Jack opened it I could see it standing chained to its cage. It heard the door open and immediately went to its knees and lowered its head as a slave should when its betters and owners arrived. L742 had some more modifications done to it. Jack added gauge piercings to its ears and many more to its sack making it look like a pincushion. A collar was added around its neck with the name Cum Garage on the tag hanging from it. I was even pleased to see as I walked behind it that its new name was also tattooed as a tramp stamp with arrows pointing to its cum chute. I whistled and said wow Cum Garage you've come a long way in the three weeks haven't you? It shivered which made me smile seeing it hasn't forgotten me and remembers the sound of my voice. Jack snapped his fingers and Cum Garage stood in his cage with his hands clasped behind its head. Two more snaps and it bent over and spread its ass showing me an amazing biohazard brand on its hole which made me smile. I looked at Jack and he nodded to me, handing me the keys to its cage. I opened its cage and I unlocked the chains and it walked out and imeadly got to its knees and started to unbutton my pants and pull my cock out and started to suck it. I was in shock after knowing how this slave was before being sent here and I looked at Jack and he explained that Cum Garage was a bit to handle at first but after a time with their workers extra training he became a well managed slave giving no issues to being used as a pleasure slave. I reached and shook his hand congratulating him on a job well done. We chatted for a bit longer and in that time Cum Garage took it up on its self and impaled it's ass on my cock and took it to the hilt. I moaned when I felt my balls hit its ass and Jack smiled happy to see his slave taking care of me. I came in it's ass and no sooner after Cum Garage slid off my cock it bent down to clean me off and Jack grabbed a spiked butt plug and shoved it right up its ass. Once finished it stepped back into its cage and I walked out with Jack saying how impressed I was and asked if Cum Garage was his only slave here. Jack said there were four others and they were all being used in the dark room at the moment and I was more than welcome to add my strain to them as this was Poz night and he would be honored to have me as the guest of honor. I asked why Cum Garage wasn't being used and Jack said that he used it as a lottery drawing for it to be brought home by the winner for 3 days so he wanted to keep him aside until the drawing at midnight. I loved that idea and decided that I would stay here for the night to see how the night ended and Jack showed me to my room. Once at the door Jack told me he would love it if I also added my strain to his as well and I asked the same with a smile he said yes and we both walked in and got fully naked. Jack was a sexy man ripped with muscle. He was covered in tattoos as well with each on accenting to his muscles and making him even hotter than he was before. His cock was fully hard and his precum was dripping from his massive 8 inch cock with a large PA dangling at his head We started making our fiercely and exploring each other's bodies and before long I took his cock into my mouth to the root in one gulp as he picked me up and swung me upside down so we could 69. It was so hot and we got the attention of many guys who stood at the door watching us and stroking their cocks. After 10 minutes of sucking we both decided it was time to fuck. Jack laid me on the bed and lifted my legs up and started to eat my ass like it was his last meal coating my insides making them sloppy wet causing my eyes to roll in my head. Jack pulled up from my ass and aimed his poz tool at my hole and in one thrust he was in balls deep making me moan in nothing but pure pleasure and making me see stars. He took long strokes pulling all the way out and shoving it back in with enough force to shove the bed Everytime. We looked in each other's eyes and started to make out again as he pile drives in my ass. Jack broke the kiss to tell me he was about to mix in his strain and started to find me harder and harder. On his last huge plunge in my ass he stayed there as I squeezed my ass hard to add to the pleasure of his orgasm. I could feel each pulse of cum coming from him and as soon as he pulled out with a pop I grabbed him and flipped him over and started to give him the same treatment he gave me. We were both panting and sweaty after I came in him and pulled out after adding my strain to his and we laid there for a few minutes. Jack got up first after seeing that the drawing was going to be happening in 3 more hours. He kissed me once more and told me to go enjoy myself and he would see me later. Part 3 or no part 3?

219 loads so far this year. It's overall pace is down a bit, but May has been excellent with 74 loads. Below are my results for 2021 and 2022 with partial results from 2020. That is the year I began keeping track.

Yep. I used to be a “please don’t cum inside me” bottom. At first I was scared and dead serious. Then, it turned into a role play scene for my unexpected delight. Now, I’ve given up total control and I don’t even bother saying it. If I’m naked in dumb bimbo mode and offering my hole in the dark to whomever wants it, I’m thinking it’s pretty much understood what that means and will lead to.

Part 4 Matt was worried. It's winter again. It's cold out. Snow on the ground. And he's alone in his bed. Matt is wondering how long it'll take before he gets a boyfriend. He's also getting a little worried that he's getting a reputation for being a slut. It's pretty clear that "geek chic" and his group of friends are not interested in hanging out with him. "Geek chic" won't speak to him at the bars anymore. Alexander and his friends are being standoff-ish when they bump into each other. Matt decides to get online. Maybe he can meet a guy that doesn't know all these queens he knows from the bars. Matt logs onto AOL and joins the local m4m room. It took a minute to get in, but his city is rarely big enough to have more than 1 m4m room. He is chatting away with boys and men. Most older guys hit Matt up right away. Matt is looking for someone closer to his age because he wants to date. Matt knows that his future boyfriend is going to be under 25. That night Matt starts chatting with a guy who lives about an hour away - his height and weight, a top with an 8" cock, and 24. They chat over an hour the first night. His name is Mark. Mark and Matt get to sexy chatting. Mark tells Matt that he loves fucking guys in public. Matt tells Mark that he has sucked cock and gotten fucked at the Park. Mark knows the Park Matt describes. Mark tells Matt he fucked a guy from the club there one night, but mostly has gotten head there. Matt is super turned on, typing with Mark, stroking his cock, and occasionally rubbing his hole. Matt is thinking about Mark fucking him in the park. Mark asks Matt if he "always plays safe or ........" Matt is a little surprised, but he's turned on. Matt has "safe sex only" in his AOL profile. Matt takes a minute before he responds. He doesn't want Mark to think he's a slut. Matt wants Mark to date him. Matt knows that sluts don't get boyfriends. Matt is rock hard looking at the screen. He starts to type and stops. Matt types, "I'm hiv negative and want to stay that way." Then quickly follows with, "But I've gotten fucked without a condom a few times." When he types that, Matt's cock gets even harder. He thinks he might cum. Mark replies, "That's hot." Matt types, "Do you fuck bareback?" Mark immediately replies, "Yes." and "Can I fuck you bareback?" Matt replies, "Yes." As he does, Matt strokes his cock twice and cums. His cum shoots all over. Matt is embarrassed now at what he said. He signs off AOL, Matt wipes up his cum and realizes that he just typed to a guy he doesn't know that he'd take his bare cock. Matt is still turned on, but so shocked at himself. Matt knows it is dangerous to fuck bareback. He was taught this all through middle school, high school and college. His parents made him promise he'd practice safe sex when he came out. His friends think guys that bareback are sluts. His best friends would be horrified at what Matt typed out to Mark. Matt goes to sleep. Matt stays off AOL for another couple days. After a shitty night getting ignored at the bars, Matt signs on. Matt sees Mark is online. Matt apologizes for hopping off abruptly. Mark senses that Matt is horny and wants another horny cyber chat. Mark says, "That's ok. How about you come over and ride my cock?" Matt says, "That'd be really hot to feel you slide inside me." Mark says, "Thanks for riding bareback since neither of us brought condoms." Matt takes off his clothes and starts stroking his cock looking at what Mark wrote. Mark says, "Your ass feels so good sliding down my bare cock." Matt replies, "Your cock feels so good inside me bare." Mark and Matt make a few more replies until Mark says, "I'm going to cum in your ass." Matt is so worked up again that he feels like he may cum. Matt replies, "Cum inside me." Mark knows he has Matt and replies, "How about tomorrow? I'll come to the city and cum inside you." Matt says, "Fuck yes." Mark gets Matt's number and calls him to set things up for the next night. Mark tells Matt that he is going to love cumming inside him. Matt tells Mark that he wants him to cum in him badly. Matt is hot for it. Mark says, "Don't cum tonight. Save it for tomorrow. I like you really horny for it like you are now." Matt agrees. The boys hang up. The next night Mark arrives in the city at 9:30pm. This is perfect for Mark because he knows that Matt is just a fuck. Matt is a little annoyed because he wants Mark to date him. Mark picks Matt up. They drive around a bit talking. Matt is trying to get to know Mark. Mark is attractive and all the things his profile said. Matt wants this to be more than sex. Mark realizes Matt might not give it up tonight - the cyber sex Matt might chicken out in real life. Mark turns on the charm. As they drive, Mark is complimentary of Matt and feels his legs and leans in to kiss him on the lips a couple times romantically. Matt starts to relax. Mark sees his opportunity when there is an open parking space near the park. It's 11pm when the boys park the car. Mark leans in and kisses Matt. They make out for awhile. Matt feels Marks hard cock. It is big as promised. Mark feels all over Matt, betting Matt very turned on. Mark's car is small though - a sports car - and uncomfortable to do more in. Mark suggests they go into the Park. Matt agrees. It's cold. There is about 2 inches of snow on the ground. Mark promises to keep Matt warm. Mark grabs lube and poppers from the glove compartment, leaving the condoms there since he knows Matt is going to take it bare. The boys walk into the park holding hands. Matt and Mark stop at the same spot where Alexander's friend fucked Matt bareback. Mark kisses Matt and says, "Suck my cock." Mark undoes his jeans and pushes them down. Matt grabs Mark's cock and starts sucking the beautiful girthy 8" cut cock. Matt's mouth is warm. The warm mouth contrasts with the cold breeze. Matt feels the breeze on his face as the warm cock slides in and out of his mouth. Mark's cock feels good, but it's cold. He needs to fuck Matt soon or this night may not go as planned. Mark lets Matt suck his cock some more, enjoying the boy's mouth. Mark says, "I'm going to fuck your ass Matt. Do you want my cock inside you?" Matt pulls off Mark's cock long enough to say, "Fuck yeah." Matt is so turned on right now. Mark pulls Matt back up, places him against the tree and lets the boy undo his jeans, pushing them down to reveal tight white briefs. Mark pushes down Matt's briefs in the back, hands Matt the poppers, and starts lubing his cock and Matt's ass. Mark takes Matt's hand and puts it on his bare cock. It's dark out and Mark doesn't want to find the bottom's fuckhole without help. Mark also wants Matt to know the cock has no condom on it. Matt wraps his hand around the bare cock. His hand is cold. Mark shivers a bit but says, "How's that cock feel?" Matt says, "Really good." Mark says, "Put it in you Matt. Take my bare cock and put it in your ass." Matt guides Mark's girthy cock to his hole and pushes back. Matt is surprised at how easily Mark's cock head slips inside him. Matt gasps for air as Mark let's Matt's ass adjust to his invading cock. Mark says, "Ready for more." Matt agrees. Mark pushes in more and both boys are surprised when Mark is able to slide all the way in. "Fuck," Matt groans. Mark starts fucking Matt. The ass feels way tighter than the easy entry indicates. This slut has an amazing ass. Mark says, "You like my bare cock inside you?" Matt says, "It feels so good in me." Mark says, "I'm not your first bare cock am I?" Matt says, "No. I've taken it bareback before." Mark says, "Fuck yes you have." Mark strokes Matt's boner which is rock hard. Mark says, "It turns me on to hear how slutty you are. Tell me how many cocks you've taken bareback." Matt gasps as Mark says this because he never thought his slutty behavior would turn a guy on. Matt loves how Mark is stroking him and fucking his ass with his bare cock. Matt decides to slut it up. Matt knows he's only taken 3 cocks bareback; but he wants to turn Mark on. Mark says, "Go on. Tell me. I want to know." Then Mark's cock hits Matt's prostate. Matt says, "8 guys have fucked me bareback." Mark says, "Mostly guys from the bars right? Hookups and strangers?' Matt says, "Yes. I took them bareback." Mark says, "Did you ever take their cum in your ass?" Matt says, "All of them. Every time I gave it up bareback." Mark is stroking Matt and short stroking his cock to keep hitting Matt's prostate. It's an expert fuck. Turning Matt into a babbling slut. Matt says how he loves taking cock bareback. Loves it when guys cum in his ass. Begs guys to cum in him. Mark says, "I'm close slut. Tell me you want my cum in your ass. Beg me for it." Mark is really close. Matt starts loudly moaning, pushing his ass back on Mark's cock and says, "Please cum inside me. I want your cum in me." Mark grabs Matt's hips to steady him and gives a few more strokes before saying, "I'm cumming in your slutty ass." Matt shoots his load on the tree. The boys clean up and pull up their pants. Mark says, "You're a hot fuck." Matt says, "You are too." Mark drives Matt home goes inside and the boys fuck a few more times. Mark is getting Matt to admit his slutty fantasies and begging for Mark's cum in his ass. Mark and Matt see each other for about a month. Mark finds a hot slutty guy closer to home and breaks things off with Matt. Matt is sad. He loved the way Mark fucked him. Matt thinks, "That sex was so hot. Ugh. How am I going to keep this up without Mark?"